Tuesday, March 27, 2012

How Disney Made Me a Bad Mother

I mentioned before that while at Disney, I was formulating a blog post about how Disney made me a bad mother.  So here goes...

First of all, I am the type of mother who always tries to give my kids the best.  I sacrifice for my children.  I change plans for my kids if I think they need to rest.  I encourage downtime in the afternoons.  I think sleep is of the utmost importance for my children.  I encourage a regular bedtime.

So, how did Disney make me a bad mother?  It made me a bad mother because I didn't follow my motherly instincts.  When my kid was tired, what did I do?  Continued to drag her around the park to the next show or the next ride.  When she wanted downtime, we didn't go back to the hotel because there wasn't time to do so before our meal reservation or our next fast pass ride.  Even when we did go back and rest, we were right back at it for the rest of the day.  We were up late every night to see shows and fireworks.  It would be different if I had kids that sleep in, but unfortunately, I don't.

The entire time, I was guilt ridden because she was so tired.  Motherly instincts said to let my baby rest, but Disney deemed we try to cram as much in as we possibly could.  She did, after all, want to ride these rides and see the shows, but all the walking just wore her out.  (Don't be mislead, my children are very, very fit, but walking mile after mile for 4 days straight is hard on a 5 year old who is lacking sleep.)

Thing is, as bad as I felt, I certainly didn't look like some of the other mothers who were screaming at their overtired children who were misbehaving.  Or the mothers who were yelling at their families running through the park.

I decided that Disney can create monster mommies.

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