I think this - again - is a pride issue. I don't like that other parents might think of me as a lazy mother who doesn't reprimand her child when he's doing something mean to another kid. I don't like that other folks might think I have a "bad" child who would be better off with some other saintly mother-figure. I also realize that growing up, I had an ultra-strict mother who expected perfection from us as well, and now I'm continuing the cycle of foolishness with my own son. Humpf. :( I feel rotten.
I've tried to temper my frustration more often, but it surprises me how many times throughout the day that I expect Vince to be acting in a way too mature for his age and development level. How in the world do I scrub my mind of these insane expectations??? Why do I even have them in the first place other than prideful arrogance that my child SHOULD be more perfect that anyone else's? Ugh, ugh, ugh. I really do feel rotten for such stupidity, and even more rotten for sometimes acting out on that stupidity by angrily correcting Vincent for something as stupid as tossing his sippy cup off his highchair for the umpteenth time.
Bah... maybe writing about it will help me acknowledge my issue and hold myself accountable better. God only knows I don't want Vince thinking I actually expect perfection from him. Poor little guy. I need to remember... children are not gifts to be molded but presents to be unfolded. :)