a person who indulges in hypocrisy.
Hmmm…well that was no help. What is hypocrisy?
the practice of claiming to have moral standards or beliefs to which one’s own behavior does not conform; pretense.
Ehhh yeah I can see glimpses of that in my parenting mirror at times. I double checked my makeup as I prepped for a “If you can’t beat them join them “aka “All the cool kids are doing it” #SundaySelfie; and a streak of introspecting introvertism came upon me. That is not a word, but I really like it.
I felt great but honey my contacts had a very bad attitude this morning that was not consistent with high Holy worship…well at least the left one did, so on went the spectacles.
I have really been enjoying peace and quiet more and more lately and stole a moment to myself while waiting on the rest of the family to get in the car after church. I chuckled aloud because the solitude was so different than our early morning mad dash to get in the car so we wouldn’t be late to church LOL!
I don’t know how many of you do this in your household, but as the Mom and ahem (clears throat)…thermostat (so I’ve been told) of our home, it’s my task to make sure everyone stays on task. I count down aloud the time frame we’re working with (which gets on my own nerves by the way).
“20 mins!” Rushing the kids through breakfast. Husband patiently waiting for us.
“10 mins!” I continue to spew out warm love induced warnings laced in a booming voice as I sshhhh the kids for being too loud lol! Such a hypocrite.
“5 mins!” Husband has left the building. Kids grab belongings. My bare feet look at me with disdain as they snicker, “First one up and the last one in the car again huh?! Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such a hypocrite”. “Mind your own business!” I retort, shoving them in stockings and shoes. Or as I really prefer any day, socks and sneakers! But they were right.
I hit the floor, bright eye & bushy tailed at dark thirty every morning, but am always the last one in the car!
How many other areas of parenting did I govern myself with the best of intentions without even realizing I was doing the opposite?!
One of my reoccurring hypocritical offenses is definitely surrounding music. Our miracles got it honest considering my husband and I are musical beings. During pregnancy I would stretch headphones around my protruding belly for as long as I could when I wasn’t reading to our unborn child. They are always singing at the top of their lungs or humming or playing an instrument or blasting music. ALWAYS. Which is a great thing…
We love it…
Until we need quiet.
And then the sshhing begins again.
Eventually quiet covers the room like a cozy blanket.
Which calms my spirit..
And soothes my soul…
So much so that…
My subtle humming (that I don’t realize I’m doing) has erupted into full voice as though there were a microphone surgically implanted in my mouth! God forbid l feel the Spirit and start walking the floor. That is until my smiling children interrupt me with, “Mommy! Now you’re singing!!”
Great Scott I most certainly was! Ain’t that a blip?! And so the saga continues lol! Oh I’m sure you have stories of your own! Even with the renowned ‘What To Expect When You’re Expecting’ series, as parents we still manage to do everything we vowed to never do!
Ahh..they say confession is good for the soul but bad for the reputation…
(Sigh) It’s not easy being a hypocrite…but (obviously) somebody’s gotta do it!
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