King For A Day

Have you ever seen a parent yell at their child, well, ummmmmmmmm, just because they can, just because there the parent and the child has little choice but to be yelled at. And the majority of yelling is usually so miniscule of importance, that the yelling did not achieve anything except upset the child. By miniscule I mean, being yelled at because the child had turned the TV to another channel or something as simple as yelling with joy ( that something the child had pleased him/her self with) while the parent was trying ever so hard to watch the news.
I have been told by many parents that no matter how good your parenting skills are, and all the other things to raise a child, you will eventually need to yell at your child, even if it's for your own sanity, you will need to yell.
Before Having a child of my own, I didn't really want to believe that I would be a parent who needed to yell occassionly. Well I do a little bit of raising my voice, but I'm very lucky, in the sense that each time that I'm about to yell at my daughter, for running towards the road or going near the hot oven, or even drawing on the wall with a felt tip pen, I have the ability to stop and think what I'm about to say, before I say it. I still yell but it's very controlled and the after response of clarifying why (I was yelling) is very positive and very fast. Positive ! Because if I show her (what ever the problem is), in a calm voice, and tell her that it's ok, she may learn from it.
The reason why I can act the way I do is something that I've imbeded very deep within me, and that is, that I will ALWAYS love and respect my daughter for every second of every day for as long as I live.
Sure I've heard alot of parents say that they feel the same way, but then they go and say something like "I hate you, I wish you were never born". Yeah that's extreme, but believe me, there's a hell of alot of parents that say that exact phrase.
If you, as a parent, at any time yell at your kids for what ever reason, smack them (to hard), swear at them, embarrass them, abuse them or tragically the most common of all, neglect them. Please take a moment to think for awhile about what is written below. This is how I think everyday, which is why I can never ever harm my wonderful daughter.


You have a son and you have just found out that (for what ever reason) your son has only 24 hours to live.
For the next 24 hours how would you treat your son. I'm betting that you would treat your son like a KING. I would imagine that you would shower him with all the hugs, kisses and "I love you's" that you could ever possibly give.
The love and respect of your son would reach immeasurable heights and absolutely nothing that he did was wrong, or could be seen as wrong in your eyes. I'm guessing that everything that he ever wanted was miraculously before him, to make him laugh and cry with joy.
All the while, you've forgotten all about the vase that he broke last month, which was dealt with, with a searing smack on his bum, one of which actually hurt your own hand. You have also forgotten all about the pain and agony of giving birth, that you so kindly remind your son, how much it hurt when you brought him into your life, time and time again.
Nothing else matters for at least the next 24 hours. It's all about a your little boy, just him, your son, the one thing in your life that you treasure so very much.

With all this in mind, this is how you should feel about your child, EVERY, SINGLE, MINUTE, of every single day, for the rest of his/her life.