Parenting Karma…it got me, you guys.

What? You’ve never heard of it? Well, let me explain…

First, let me take you to the beginning of the story.

 So yesterday morning over coffee I was telling Matt about a podcast we have both been listening to…

I told him that I thought it was entertaining…but that I normally listen to podcasts to learn about something or to grow personally.

I was all like…It’s okay and all, but I feel like they don’t really have it all together…I just feel like I’m a lot further in the parenting game than she is…

Oh my gosh, guys…it was such a mistake.

Because guess what? Parenting Karma was revisited upon me last night…

Our power went out about an hour before bedtime and, like the brilliant mom that I am, I decided to get the kids ready for bed early.

We have had another busy weekend and I knew they would easily fall asleep early…

At least that is what I thought…

Everyone got into bed without much complaint.

We did our usual routine…tucked them in, read the story, sang the special songs, yada-yada-yada…You know the drill.

But the house was extra dark and my oldest, she was not a fan.

Let’s just say she doesn’t like deviations from the routine…

So this detour we were forced to take (no lamp to turn off when leaving the room, no fan to turn on, no kitchen light to leave on for a sliver of light shining into her room) was basically like someone had punched her in the face and told her to go to bed.

It wasn’t pitch black and she did have a little light in her room, but because the rest of the house (and the whole town) was dark, there was an eerie vibe that she wasn’t thrilled to be surrounded by.

I’d like to say that I handled it perfectly, buuuuuut that would be a lie…

I was hungry (Matt and I fed the kids, but we hadn’t eaten yet).

I was tired.

I was crabby.

Looooooong story short…I wasn’t patient or kind.

I tried to appeal to her emotion with my logic (mistake, y’all…that doesn’t work)…

OH MY GOSH!! THERE’S NOTHING IN THE DARK!

WHAT IS SO SCARY??

WOULD YOU PLEASE JUST TELL ME THE ACTUAL THING YOU’RE FREAKED OUT ABOUT!!

OH MY GOSH, USE YOUR WORDS!!

I CAN’T UNDERSTAND A THING YOU’RE SAYING!!!

JUST STOP CRYING!!

I’M LITERALLY RIGHT IN THE OTHER ROOM!!

UGGGHHHHH!!! GET. IN. YOUR. BED!!!!

You get the picture…She was terrified and I was mad.

I stepped into a mom style that I thought I had completely abandoned, and it was just the worst.

I mean, I did not beat my child…I did not harm her…

But I also did not parent her through her fear.

Bottom line, it was the end of the day, we were thrown a curve ball, and both of our cups were empty…

Now, you may be thinking…Okay, Alicia, but what does this lovely story have to do with me?

Well, I’ll tell you…Parenting Karma.

It is a real thing, my friend. And you should be hyper-aware of it.

You see, I was a wee bit braggy as I spoke to Matt about another mom yesterday morning, and Parenting Karma came to set me straight.

It’s kinda like when you see a kid throwing a fit over candy at the checkout…

You leave the store with your head high, your happy little angels in tow while thinking to yourself, That will never happen to me…these little sweeties will NEVER act that way…

But like clockwork, the next time you’re grocery shopping your angel trades in the halo for horns and you’re grabbing the m&ms faster than a pistol in an old west gunfight just to shut them up and try to make a peaceful exit without judgment from anyone.

That, my friend, is Parenting Karma.

Now, I’m not saying that the power went off because of my sassy judgment earlier that morning, but I am saying that I was kicked off my soapbox and back down to reality after thinking I was killin’ it compared to another mom.

Here’s the reality: We Are All Weakness.

The blogger, the life coach, the daycare worker, the teacher, the stay-at-home-mom, the business woman, the therapist…every single one of us.

We have days when we’ve got our ducks in a nice little row and we have days when we’d like to set our ducks out by the road with a “free to a good home” sign…

And that’s okay (Well, as long as you don’t actually put your ducks out by the road with the sign).

I don’t ever want to write or teach from a place where you believe that I’ve got my ducks in a row all of the time.

In fact, I just shared my origin story last week so that you could understand that I’ve got a long string of failures…

Sure, I’ve got some things dialed-in after years of hard work, but I still have moments…

Moments when I step back into a place where I’m not at my best…

Moments of weakness.

I’d like to teach you something today from an un-soapboxy place…Is that okay?

Okay.

This is my Grace Equation and it’s likely one of the most important equations that you will ever learn.

Here it is…

WEAKNESS+HONESTY=GRACE

I’ll say it again…

A moment of weakness…PLUS a shot of honesty (with yourself and others about where you are)…EQUALS grace (a freedom where you can live and grow and thrive.)

Where can you practice the Grace Equation this week?

  • Maybe it will be with your kids…
  • Maybe with your spouse…
  • Maybe with a fellow momma…

Look for opportunities to avoid handing out judgment and side-eye…

Cause chances are you’re just seeing someone in one of their not-so-proud moments and they could use a little grace, too.

And remember, if you don’t practice grace and make it your place to dish out some side-eye, chances are Parenting Karma will come around to bite you in the butt.

P.S. I’d love for you to share this right now with your tribe. You never know who needs it. 🙂