If you ask most parents, they’ll tell you that their child’s first word was mama or dada or something along those lines. Maybe they try to say the pet’s name as their first word. Maybe milk is their first word. I like to tell people that my son’s first word was mama, but that’s not really the truth. I’m no longer going to bury my head in the sand about it. My son’s first word was “shit.”
At first we thought it was just a coincidence. Then we thought maybe he was trying to say “sit.” But the more we realized it, the more we knew, he was really saying it. To which our response was to say “shit.”
Nate tried to blame me, claiming “That’s not my swear word. That’s totally your swear word. My swear word is the F-bomb.” My response was possibly more swearing followed with “No, I never say that word, you’re the one who says so casually it’s like regular speak.” Yep, we fight over who swears the most.
We agreed we were both at fault and of course, worked to clean up our language a bit around our son’s precious little ears, but we also decided, well, we’d rather be the ones to corrupt him. It’s going to happen someday; shouldn’t it be from the two people who love him the most? I kid, but in all honestly I don’t want to hide who we are from my child. I know I have a potty mouth. I blame Nate really. He’s got a pretty dirty mouth – but you know how some people can just swear like a sailor and it really doesn’t sound offensive? That’s how he is. I honestly don’t flinch when some of those words come out of his mouth. Anyway, getting off topic a little bit here, but what I’m getting at is, swearing, especially for Nate, is kind of part of who we are. We definitely made some sacrifices and changes to become parents, but we also didn’t want to completely lose sight of ourselves. We’re still Beth and Nate. We’re not perfect. I’d rather my child know this now. Of course we will tell him that those are grownup words if he tries to use them, but I’m not going to shelter him from them. I’m sure I’m going to make or even have already made many other mistakes around my child that are far worse than dropping a four letter word here or there.
So the moral here is, we embrace who we are and we aren’t changing ourselves so we “protect” our child so to speak. We’ll teach him what is and what isn’t appropriate and that’s that. I think that’s a better lesson to teach anyway. Be true to yourself. I’ll end with a Dr. Seuss quote seeing as its Dr. Seuss Day: “Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter, don’t mind.” And in our house, that includes some swearing. Sorry, not sorry.