moodiness and goo

 

i never thought my son would inherit my moodiness. but he can be pleased as punch and giggling one second and beyond annoyed and pitching a big old fit the next. i'm not that bad. most of the time. my moodiness usually arrives when i feel threatened or challenged about my self worth. i've noticed that atticus's moods tend to arrive in a similar fashion. we're both pretty sensitive and try hard to make people happy, but we're both also incredibly stubborn and bull-headed. especially when we think we're right. as you can imagine, this makes for a tough combination. especially when you put the two of us together. we both need to work on letting things roll off our backs and not taking everything so seriously. i worry too much about what other people think of my parenting style, work/life decisions and my general self in a way that's totally pointless. i don't want atticus to feel this way now, let alone in thirty-three years.  i need to teach him confidence, pride and acceptance of himself. of course, a person is entitled to a mood if they perhaps spill their entire gd glass of just poured iced coffee onto the white carpet or say, get a massive chin pimple at freakin' age 35. 

“There is nothing so rewarding as to make people realize that they are worthwhile in this world.”

― Bob Anderson