Things I Am Afraid to Tell You


If you are a blogger, or if you follow a lot of blogs, you probably know about this already.  One blogger’s courageous admission that there was more to her than what she shared every day on her blog led to a movement.  The theory is that we can all be brave together so a lot of people post their lists on the same day.  And now I’ve had the opportunity to join in the third wave.  So without further ado, here are some things I am afraid to tell you.
1.  Although I believe in and write about the ideals of attachment parenting, I have smacked my kids on occasion.  Sometimes that represents a failure to be patient or to express anger appropriately, but sometimes I really think a smack on the fanny is what’s needed, even though I understand the theory behind always parenting gently.
2.  What goes on when my family is behind closed doors at times bears little resemblance to the image we are projecting to the world.  There is a lot of yelling.  Also a lot of love.  Since every family I’ve ever known well has its own secrets, I’m assuming yours does as well and you won’t think less of me for this.
3.  I really can’t stand to look at myself in the mirror.  The fact is, I’m fat.  And unlike a lot of people who typically think they are fatter than they really are, I usually forget all about it and start feeling pleased with myself until I see a mirror, or God forbid, a picture.  You won’t find many photographs of me and that is on purpose.
4.  My faith is serious business to me and I firmly believe in the teachings of my Church, even those that are very unpopular in the country and large and those that are widely disregarded by many Catholics.  I am afraid that my “liberal” friends will think less of me for this.  On the flip side, I am afraid that my “conservative” friends will think I am not “Catholic enough” if I tell them that I believe that Church teachings on war and poverty are way more important than those on gay marriage.
5.  I was convinced I would be a perfect mother with perfect kids.  Neither is true.  I fall short every single day.  Sometimes I think I have no idea what I am doing.  Some days I think I have too many kids.  (Although I would not send any back.)
6.  When I read the amazing writing of some of my blogging friends, and hear about their plans and see all their successes, and think of how excited I get about my own (minuscule) page views, I think that it’s some kind of mistake and I really have no right to be hanging around online with these people.
7.  Despite all the self-deprecatory disclosures that precede this final entry, I really am disgustingly conceited about certain aspects of myself.
Whew!  I did it.  Let the chips fall where they may.  Do you want to play too?  You can comment below!
I have excellent friends who agreed to post with me today. Thank you so much to all of them and be sure to go check out what they have to say as well. (Please leave us some comment love, here and there, it helps so much to get support on vulnerable posts like these!)
Jill at Terra Savvy | Erica at The Elbow | Jen at Taking Off the Mask | Kate at Modern Home Modern Baby | Laura at My So Called Sensory Life | Monique at Razing Mayhem | Caroline at Salsa Pie | Leslie at Life In Every Limb | Tammie at Tam.Me | Melanie at Inward Facing Girl | Amy at Old Sweet Song | Michelle at Early Mama | Jen at Jen Epting | Leslie at Lights and Letters| Sarah at SAWK Photography
HISTORY: The very first one by Jess Constable inspired Ez to write her own and invite others to join her on Creature Comforts. Meg at Mimi + Meg started a second round.
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