I love my kids, and like most parents, I think they are generally the greatest humans who ever existed. But, somehow I noticed that although I "think" one thing, I more often say another. From playgroups to group texts, I often find myself complaining and commiserating more than commending. This year, I'm going to make a point to verbalise the positive experiences as well as the frustrating moments. Sure, there's comfort in the self-deprecating banter that comes with trying to outdo your mum friends on who suffered through the worst public tantrum that week, but it's also good for my soul to share the great stuff, too.
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