I look left, look right, look left again. I don’t see anyone, so I stealthily open my fridge! (You know those 007 kinda moves) Little do I know that little madam has heard her cue for yummy “fridgy” goodness, and is watching to see what her mama will pull out.
I carefully draw out a big bar of chocolate that is hidden behind the various types of salad dressing, careful not to let it sound (do not judge me o! I have a harsh judge at home already, and his name is Mr.X!). The next thing I hear is “mummy! may I have some please?!” Chei! I have been caught…again!!!
I am always telling my little madam that eating between meals isn’t good for her. I tell her too many chocolates are bad for her tummy, I even tell her that God likes us to have self control, and that It’s not everything we see that we eat. Ha! I am something else. I am a joker right! I know o. I have been such a bad mummy. I cover my face in utmost shame 🙁
I was gisting with one of my favorite aburos (baby sisters) a while back, and she told me of someone she knew, who made sure that he did all he asked his staff to do; even if they were courses and exams. That night, I thought hard, and I did some introspection. (Hehehe.. I like big grammar). Can I ask little madam to follow my every move? Remember how Paul said to the christians in the early church to follow him as he followed christ?
Hmmm…Ok o. So, today, as I stuffed my face with dodo, crying because I was missing my big sis, the chat I had with this aburo hit me again.Madam, Mrs. X, can you ask little madam to do all you do? Are you being a true example? Are you leading from the front? I am so embarrassed… I can’t tell her to! If I do that, I know she will have an unhealthy relationship with food, and I am so so so ashamed of myself; terribly ashamed.
Everyday, I take time to pray that she will be the woman God made her to be, yet, I am being a stumbling block! I am here, unconsciously teaching her bad habits that will take so much work to unlearn, while I should be imparting life skills of immeasurable value. I say it again, with my hands on my head; I AM ASHAMED! I haven’t done well at all, and I am sure I haven’t made God proud 🙁 🙁
So,after all this grammar and long epistle, Mrs. X, what’s the way forward?
It is time to live my life, remembering that I am being watched, that there is someone who sees me as her role model, and who is learning by understudying my EVERY move!
It’s time to stop emotional eating, time to lead from the front, and it is time to be the mummy that warms God’s heart.
How? let me go find out! I shall be right back.