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Opinion: I've always wanted to be better at living in the moment. And I have also improved in this after I become a mother. When it comes to my children, I live almost 100 percent in what is happening here and now: My daughter is two years and fully lives up to the motto of "terrible two's".
In daily life I am not thinking much about how the future of my children will - perhaps because everyday life right now fills plenty of itself. But on rare occasions sneaking idea themselves: How is it to have teenagers who have their own opinions and even good attitudes? And how it will be when they discover that their mother is not perfect and can make mistakes? And even worse: How do I convince them that they should not be drinking, smoking and having sex without noticing that their mother have done so in a big way?
In this context, especially 9 things I really never hope my children find out about their better judgment and "perfect" mother, because if they do, I will be in serious trouble with my argument.
1. That I once threw up on my parents' door mat
I have been very quite a few times as a teenager. And so what should be. I'm not as such embarrassed. But my children do not hear about the details - like when I search for an extra wet evening with a little solid food and a (second) taxi ride to the Gentofte from bolt Farm in central Copenhagen threw up on my parents' door mat. It was not a pretty sight to wake up to the day after, but I reacted just with a "addd, there is a dog that has thrown up on the doormat!"
2. That I once slept with a new guy every night on a 14 day holiday to Cyprus
I have not always been the adults and decent man I am today (some days). As a teenager, I also had a wild side, mainly triggered by Martini and the unlikely disgusting and sickening sweet German "white wine" Liebfraumilch (oh god, it was hard to admit). At age 17, I spent fourteen days in Cyprus with my best friend, and the southern sun does something to especially young people who are far away from their parents. In my case I fell in love a new guy. Every evening.
3. I once stole a mousse
I have never used mousse, yet I stole the 15-year-old one with my girlfriend. What higher purpose it would serve, I do not know, but it was our little (bad) secret.
4. That I truant
When I was in college, I had to say the least one unrestrained approach to it going for hours. If a subject was boring or irrelevant to me, I came rarely. And if it was raining very heavily, I could easily find to stay home that day. It is a miracle that I made it through five years.
5. That I in some periods eat sweets every night
I am like a child without parents when it comes to my candy (over) consumption. I eat too much too often. Why did not it there gatekeeper, who tell me that it is not an opportunity to eat a kilogram of candy a week? Thank God for my children after all sleep at 20 o'clock at night when I eat away as another reckless idiot.
6. I hate to exercise
When my husband refers to the fact that I am not really have grown exercise - as in my whole life - do I still convulsively that I then both went to jazz ballet, hip hop and skating when I was young. But if we disregard periods of yoga and fitness, I have never really burned to touch my body. My husband on the other hand is a former football player and is the type who are mentally down if he does not use his body for a longer period. Granted, I'm just not the type of sport - but I am also in total denial, since I have plans to begin running tonight (or tomorrow - or never).
7. Drunk at the age of 31 years
A few weeks ago the hours I at the age of 31 years to drink me so full that I am at a bar in Nørrebro, where you should not put his leg when a day over 25 years, was stolen from my purse and was robbed Among other things my children's health card (and glory). The humiliation was not diminished by the fact that my husband found me sleeping with all my clothes on in the living room of our apartment. My children so luckily nothing.
8. I also hated to have sung the birthday song as a child
When my son turned four years, he wept for the first time in several years, when I handed him in kindergarten. He did not like all the attention, he knew the day would offer, already when he saw the flagpole in the hallway. And no matter how earnestly I have tried to explain to him that it's a nice thing to be sung and so on, nothing helps. And I understand him well. I did not about it when I was a child: the expectant eyes rested upon me, and the feeling of being tiny and in the center.
9. That I once broke up with a boyfriend because of a train ticket
One of my first girlfriends stayed well north of Copenhagen. And he was really sweet and loving (and uncertain and smelled slightly of sweat), but what ended the relationship in the end was that I simply would not spend the money on the train ticket, but rather on (even more) cheap tops from H & M shoes of 15 cm. high heels.
If my children finds out above, survive, I will. For in fact, they probably good to know that I also just human. But I will do everything I can to keep them up to uncertainty.
WYB and WYM (would you marry)?