Like most children (and perhaps like many adults), my kids will be quick to complain about the terrible things going on in their lives like homework, being made to get dressed or having vegetables for dinner, but they won’t often see the good.
I realised with a jolt this week that there are several things that they have where they’re better off than me! Here’s a tongue in cheek look at the injustices us parents face with what our kids have versus what we (don’t) have.
A week ago we went on holiday for half term week. The children “helped” me to pack by bundling a load of their games and toys into their own little suitcases. They were also adamant that they would take some of their pocket money in their purses. I helped them to open up their piggy banks to count out some coins and was astounded to see just how much cash they had floating around! Whilst I’m scraping together coins in my purse to pay for ballet lessons, pre-school, swimming lessons and who knows what else, they appear to be rolling in it! I haven’t looked at the state of their savings accounts in a while, but I know for a fact that they’ll have far more than what’s currently in my bank account.
Browsing through the wardrobes of my children, I can tell you they don’t do badly at all. Yes, I appreciate that they’re growing girls and need their wardrobe updating regularly, and I tend to get most of their stuff from the high street or the supermarkets, but they seem to get bought or given a lot of clothes from lovely places like Boden. Lucky them. I can’t remember the last time I updated my wardrobe, but any new clothes are more likely come from the likes of H&M or Primark.
3. Social Life
My eldest daughter Alice is almost 6 and I can’t keep up with her social life. She has playdates with friends from school most week. Before we had children, my husband and I would be out every weekend drinking and socialising. Now a weekend barely goes past when we don’t have to ferry the pair of them to a friend’s birthday party or some form of activity like ballet, swimming or a Rainbows outing. I swear to God, these kids have a far better social life than me!
I don’t know who my two daughters get their hair from, but it isn’t from me and it’s not from their father (he’s bald!). They both have lovely thick, glossy locks and whenever they get it cut, my hairdresser always marvels at the “gorgeous colours” and “natural highlights” which they both seem to have. Mine on the other hand is very dull. It is very fine which makes it look stringy if it gets too long and the only two tone going on is the intermittent grey mixed in with brown!
Working from home, the best I can hope for for my lunch is an egg mayonnaise sandwich or some cheese on toast. Since my eldest started at school, I have been amazed at the menu. Whether she eats it or not is another matter but how can my measly sandwich measure up to the likes of roast dinner, chicken curry, hot sausage roll or fish fingers and chips?!
Of course, if I ever point out any of these facts to my kids, they simply shrug it off. “Yes, you say we have lovely hair all the time, Mummy.” I wonder at which point, if any, do they ever think that in certain respects they’re doing better than their Mum?!
Do you agree with any of these points? Or do you have any injustices to add to the list? I’d love to hear them.