On Kids, Mothers and Patience

      I have no notes on this so, be patient with me. I have almost none (talking about patience) – I am pretty sure I got short-changed and the patience I was supposed to have has been spread amongst other people. If anything goes wrong in the following, I will just blame it on the Wild Turkey (had a couple of glasses already). Why I had a couple of glasses is actually relevant to what I am about to say (luckily, otherwise I might just sound-off like a perfect candidate for AA classes). Kids …

      Today, I had to volunteer some time with a little kid (part of my volunteer work with Youth Assisting Youth). We did a whole bunch of things I cannot get into because this will no longer be a piece of writing on kids, mothers and patience; it would turn-out into what activities you can do with a ten year old kid – I am not doing that now.

      The little guy is great. Other than the fact that he is not very talkative, he is indeed a good kid. The problem is not with him and is rather with me: I have hardly any patience at all and most of the time I want logic and reason for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Kids are not into logic and reason (by no means would I want to suggest that they should be – if that was the case, things would be tragic: kids have to be kids in my opinion) and I get tired very fast.

      Last Friday, my niece and nephews came over for a sleep-over on the Friday and left Saturday. Sunday, I had to commit to my volunteer work with my little buddy. By Monday, I was ready to sleep for two or three days straight. My sister’s kids are awesome and the kid I volunteer my time with is the same yet, they seem to drain energy out of me like nothing else in this world.

      I have no clue how my sister does it or any other mother does it. It is really beyond me. When I think of some people who had their own kids, adopted some and then, worked (for example) in the field of child services or when I see my sister as a teacher with little kids all day, only to go home to more kids … I just could not do it and I do not really understand where mothers get that much energy from. I have the up-most respect for them. Hats-down.

      I certainly did not intend on writing this for Mother’s Day but since I was thinking about kids, mothers and patience all day ... I’ll just blame it on the Wild Turkey.

     I wish all mothers a most wonderful: Happy Mother’s Day!

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Wesman Todd Shaw 5 years ago from Kaufman, Texas

Oh man, at one point I lived with some folks who had six young kids, five of them adopted. The oldest in only now 15, and this was two or three years ago. I have no idea how anyone can work all day, and then come home to six hyperactive children. . .who just bounce off of walls. I'm way younger than the parents. . .but those kids would wear me out in no time.


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TeaPartyCrasher 5 years ago from Camp Hill, PA

I remember a few years ago, my nephew, then about 9 months old, came to visit my Aunt.

After watching him I remarked.

"There is such a thing as a perpetual motion machine--it's called a baby".


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Mentalist acer 5 years ago from A Voice in your Mind!

It sounds like a little Gentle dictatorship and guidence is needed and is expected from the young ones:-)))


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Denise Handlon 5 years ago from North Carolina

I enjoyed your hub and your humor. Thanks for the chuckles. Rated it up and well...across the board actually. I would blame it on my glass of wine, but, it is frankly touching.


ladiekundayo 5 years ago

Lovely piece. I have kids and sometimes my patience wears thin too!

Thing is, kids are great for building character. I am certainly a more patient person since I had mine. I also find that they make me more conscious of my behavior..I didn't understand what people meant when people said kids are like sponges till I became a mother. They are watching you and they WILL do what you do (no matter how often you warn them not to). It feels like a lot of responsibility sometimes.

But... nothing beats seeing the happy smiles on their faces and the house seems so still when they are not in. I am grateful for mine.

Here's one tip for you Mr. Happy...spend more time with children..it does wonders for patience. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.


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tammybarnette 5 years ago

Fantastic, I am a mother of three and I prayed for patience. Let me say that when you pray for something we all know God doesn't just zap it into you, he teaches you, and boy has he ever,lol:) In my early 20's I had two children back to back,wow! Now I am 40, I have an almost 3 year old and two teens, but I never imagined my patience could grow so far. Thanks for sharing:)


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Kathleen Cochran 5 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia

You said a lot with a few graphs! I just kept my two grandchildren for 10 days - aged 2 and 5. I got upset with myself after the second day for not having more patience. Then I realized: I'm out of practice. I work from home and live in an empty nest. Two little kids never stop - needing one thing after another. I wasn't used to the constant state of immediate gratification of needs. So I took it one ask at a time and gave myself a break. The rest of the 8 days went too fast. Hang in there and thanks for volunteering!


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Mr. Happy 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

lol Mrs. Kathleen "one ask at a time" is probably a good approach to take. I will have to try that. Thank you for dropping and for the encouragement!

And thank you for all the other comments - I just realized I did not thank anyone for dropping by on this blog so (I'm terrible sometimes lol ...): "Thank you, everyone! Cheers."


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Spirit Whisperer 5 years ago from Isle of Man

This is a wonderful hub Wolfman. From the age of 16 all I ever wanted to be was a teacher. I was greatly influenced by the Head teacher Brother McDonnell. He taught me Mathematics, Physics and Applied Maths and he was also my Hurling coach. He didn't smoke or drink and he spent all day every day helping staff and students a like. He for me was a man who spent his life in service and he was always smiling ,full of energy and patience. He was my role model and I will be for ever grateful to have known such an inspirational teacher.

I spent 25 years of my life teaching and to this day I teach for two hours every morning at the local high school. I have always taught the children who have had problems emotional, behavioural and also those with learning difficulties. I still do that. If you ever want any advice just let me know it would be my privilege to help you in any way I can.

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