Shame, Shame, Shame on You

Don't you love when people call you a bad parent?

I Don't.

As some of you may have seen a few days ago, I wrote a letter to my children for their first birthday. I saw a fellow blogger (by no means a friend, mind you) had written a letter to their child for their first birthday as well. Did I copy this other person's letter? Nope. That's silly. If I copied her letter to a tee, it would be written to her child, not mine. Am I the only one that sees how ridiculous that is? Did I copy the format that the letter was in, meaning the topics of the letter, the way it was laid out, etc.? Yeah. Did I think it was a good idea? Yep. In fact, I thought it was a great idea over a year ago, when I started our journal to our children. And yet, I stand accused of copying this person's letter to a tee and using it as my own, and so forth and so on. Here's a news flash: You're not the only one to write a letter to your child for their birthday. This is the pettiest thing I have ever been involved with, yet, I am made out to be the bad person in all of this, to be called a bad parent, to be called stupid, a liar, foolish, and immature, among other insults to my character.

I can think for myself like no other. I've written many personal journals for my children, but would never publish them on the internet. They are personal, meant for the eyes of myself, my husband, and my children only, and are kept only in their personal journal they will receive one day. Everything I write to and about my children is from my heart, as it should be from every parent.

HOW DARE ANYBODY INSULT MY CHILDREN OR THE LIFE WE HAVE WORKED HARD TO GIVE THEM AND WILL CONTINUE TO DO SO. SHAME, SHAME, SHAME ON YOU!

I am moving on. I am done dealing with selfish, disrespectful, downright rude and hurtful people. I don't deserve to take the brunt of an attack from someone who feels so horrible about themselves to attack another. It's not my problem that you feel bad about yourself, and attacking others and their children (who are not old enough to defend themselves, mind you) makes you feel better or more superior.

I am so glad I have my true friends, wonderful family, amazing husband, and beautiful children. to make my life happy and worthwhile every day. Nothing else matters and I am done letting people put me down, and call me a bad parent, when I and everyone that truly knows me and accepts me KNOWS better.

So, to all my haters: Hate on. Thank you for making me realize once again how truly blessed I am without people like you in my life to bring me down anymore.