It doesn’t escape me very often just how judgemental I can be when it comes to other moms. I find myself reacting very emotionally when I see them out in public scolding their children. Today I saw a mom grab her son and harshly yank him back towards the car. The little guy must have been about 3 or 4, my daughters age. She was yelling at him and he was leaning into the car with his head slumped into his folded arms crying, in that moment I could feel my own eyes tearing up and a sick feeling erupting in my stomach. But what had really happened here, and why was I so upset. The little guy was heading away from the car into the parking lot full of cars and his mom, who is just trying to get through the day, put her groceries and her kid safely into the car, was reacting the way millions of moms do everyday in this same circumstance. I am no better then she is, so why then was I feeling so much resentment towards her for her actions in that instance?
It interests me how we can cognitantly tell ourselves not to judge, we know its wrong, we know its not fair and yet we revert back to it almost as if it is one of our natural human instincts. Perhaps it is a sort of self preservation, no one likes to look into a mirror and see what is ugly about themselves.
How can I try and instile in my children that they should never be pointing the finger at others, if I am guilty of doing it on a daily basis. I would really like to think that I am better then that, but I am not. Well I suppose that is just one more thing I can add to my list of imperfections, and one more thing to work on. Perhaps teaching my children that judging is a fairly unattractive quality to have in ones self will push me to do more to improve my own attitudes and behaviours!