The Real Reason I Don't Spank (or Drink or Get Epidurals)
Nice woman. Good friend. Great mom. Here is what she said.
"We have a no spanking policy in our house. It is because I know, that if I gave myself permission to ever hit my kids, I would beat the hell out of them."(This doesn't sound as funny online as it did in person. It is hard to convey. She was really very non-violent.)
Seriously ladies, I TOTALLY GET THIS NOW. I bet you do too.
There are just some things in life that are better to have a "no tolerance" policy about.
(Side note- this post isn't about spanking so please hold back and don't go on and on about how evil and/or awesome it is. I don't care what you think.)
I am having a crazy day right now so stay with me for a minute.
There are a few things in life I have a no tolerance policy for.
I don't drink alcohol (at all, yes I am a Mormon but not a very good example of one), smoke (not even reefer, don't get me started on that one), get divorced, beat my kids or get epidurals.
This isn't because I am awesome. In fact, the opposite is true. I can't even touch these things because if I did I would be a.....
Stark raving, violent, divorced, alcoholic, chain smoking, doped up lunatic with a permanent needle stuck in my spine.
Sure, this would be ENTERTAINING, funny even. But in the long run, it wouldn't work out very well for me or anybody else who knows me.
Yes, I think there is something to be said for not even allowing ourselves the OPTION of doing something that can be harmful. Sometimes I think we just need to put our foot down and say, "Under no circumstances, no matter how hard, no matter how much I want to, I WILL NOT do this thing that for me will be the beginning of a very slippery slope."
I am going to go raise my 2pm glass of iced herbal tea and drink to that! HERE HERE! Nut jobs of the world, UNITE!
(Disclaimer- Yes I realize I just threw epidurals in the same category as beating children, and yes I realize they don't exactly line up on the "stuff you shouldn't do" spreadsheet. Yes I realize that you can have a glass of wine without being a raging alcoholic/gambling/street urchin. Yes I realize I just now made fun of the homeless. And yes I realize that there is sometimes a time and a place for some of these things. Of course I care what you think. Go ahead and comment.)