The Best of Intentions

Remember when you were childless and a little bit er... cocky? 
You might have made statements similar to the kind I used to make, things like...

'When I'm a parent;

I will never use the TV as a babysitter,

I will never let my child eat lollies,

I will never shout at my children,

I will never pat my child to sleep,

I will never let my children jump on the couch,

I will never let my children eat on the couch,

I won't give my child my phone or iPad until they are 10,

I will never let my child wee on the grass (or anywhere in public),

My child will never hit another kid,

My child will never tantrum in public,

My children will never talk to me like that!
My child won't pick their nose in public,

I will never let my child fall off the bed and lastly,
I will never feed my child McDonalds.'

Any of those ring a bell?

I confess. I am guilty of all of the above. As a parent of three children, I will eat my hat and swallow the pride because...well...survival people. Survival.