I told my son that
the following day, when his friend told him that his face was red, he should
just say, "So what?" After all, he
couldn't change the redness on his cheeks any more than he could change the
color of his hair or the color of his eyes. Soon, it would be spring, his face
would heal, and it wouldn't be red anymore. But right now, it was.
The next day, he
did just that, and the conversation was dropped. I told my husband about the
incident, and he was worried: Was our son being bullied? Should I tell the
But it's made me think about the power of "so what?"
But I wasn't
afraid he was being bullied. I knew that the little girl was one of his
friends—maybe she was gently teasing him about the color of his cheeks, but it wasn't something to be concerned about.
And I was right.
There's been no mention of the red face since—three weeks later—and now it's a
moot point as the temperatures heat up and the snow begins to melt.
But it's made me
think about the power of "so what?"
We're so hard on ourselves these days. So
incredibly hard. We think our houses should look like the spreads we see on
Houzz, and we want our dinners to be Pinterest-worthy. But really, if the house
is a little messy, so what? If we order in a pizza every once in a
while instead of cooking a healthy meal, so what?
On the days that the house is in disarray
and dinner is takeout, my kids are just as happy as the days when I've
straightened up and cooked them a special dinner. But there's one key difference on those
nights: I'm not utterly exhausted. I'm happy.
A happy mommy is a good mommy. So remember
that mantra, when you're pushing yourself to do things just because you feel
like you "have" to.
Let's let go of a little bit of the stress, let go of the guilt and try to get a little more enjoyment out of each day.
Kids acting like maniacs in front of
company? So what?
Potty training making your house a stinky
mess? So what?
Let's let go of a little bit of the
stress, let go of the guilt and try to get a little more enjoyment out of each
day. Before you freak out about finding dried-up grilled cheese under the
ask yourself: Is this worth getting worked up over? Will I be happier if I
just get out the Clorox wipes, clean it and move along? And before you get
angry at someone who's in the express line at the supermarket when they shouldn't be, ask yourself
if the world will end over the 8 minutes you've just lost.