Thursday, July 26, 2012
That's the example most people can relate to, but how about all of the baby updates on Facebook? Your baby walks, talks and chews gum while singing Cee-Lo (the CLEAN version! hehehe)? For pete's sake. I just hid your news feed. That's the modern day equivalent to rolling your eyes and tossing the holiday update in the kindling pile.
It's a lot of tough talk from today, eh? And all to say that I finally understand the little smidgen of pride that could potentially lead to a brag. While we were on vacation, we took Oliver to a pet hotel. He came home with a free at last attitude and a report card. For reals. A legit report card. I was scared. This wasn't just an audit of his skills and aptitude. It was a reflection of my ability to raise a living thing. After I read it, I was elated, because that piece of paper said my cat was the bomb! He was energetic and friendly. He loved playing and watching the fish display. He was the staff favorite. All because of me and my superior cat mothering skills. I raised an awesome kitten to become a well adjusted cat and this report card was my proof.
See how that thought process went? You and your bragging about your kids is a drag. Me and my bragging about my cat is validation of my skills and deserves to be celebrated by all!
I learned an important lesson ruminating about all this. 1. I am an awesome cat mom. 2. Oliver is an awesome cat. 3. The only validation I need is some kitty cuddles.
... and some blog comments. Ha!