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It has come to that time where I really need to watch what I say, especially in front of such little ears. I rarely, to never, cuss online. I just don’t feel the need to use profanity on any social media sites, because I don’t want to be offensive. In my every day life, my mouth is not as clean.
My mother can attest to my potty mouth. I know she hates when I cuss. I work in a jail. There isn’t much that offends me. I’ve been called every name under the sun. I get called the C-word without flinching. I’m much more offended and hurt if someone says I’m not nice rather can calling me a bitch.
I definitely cuss more on the days that I’m working at the jail. Hazard of the job. I’ve had people tell me I really need to watch what I say so that my daughter doesn’t pick up my potty mouth habits. I brushed them off, because I really didn’t care all the much. It doesn’t really bother me. But it bothers my husband and it really bothers my mom.
I still didn’t think much about it, because my sweet girl is still pretty little. I was actually talking about this very topic with my parents last weekend. They advised me that I really should start watching my mouth because little ears are always listening and I need to be a good example. I agree. I shouldn’t say things and then expect my daughter to not be allowed to say those same things. I need to show her in my actions how to behave and be kind. Which, unfortunately for me, entails having a clean mouth.
So here’s what happened. We were having a wonderful Labor Day weekend with my parents on a lake. It was beautiful and relaxing. We got some ice cream. My little lady got bubblegum (side note: that is the most disgusting flavor of ice cream). It was near bedtime and my husband and I were trying to get her down for the night. Little miss started coughing, which led to her throwing up.
The throwing up led to the cussing. As she was throwing up she said; “Oh s@!#, oh s@!#, oh S@!#” over and over. At first I started laughing because it was unexpected and honestly pretty cute. Then my husband comes in and asks me; “is she saying what I think she’s saying?” I shook my head and tried to play it off, “no, she would never say such a thing.” Then started nodding that yes, yes indeed she was saying “oh shit.”
I went upstairs and told my parents what had happened. I jinxed myself but having that discussion with my parents. They giggled though, because when a 2 year old cusses, it’s slightly horrifying but also pretty cute.
While it still doesn’t bug me all that much if my daughter cusses, I don’t think other parents will be so pleased if they learn naughty words from my child because I can’t control what I say. I count myself as a classy person, some may disagree because of my language. I do think that there is a part of me that really does want to clean up my mouth because I don’t want to be vulgar and rude. I want my daughter to be proud of me and look up to me. I don’t want her to take on my bad habits, just because bad words don’t upset me.