15/31 Ways To Be A Happier Parent - Beware The Bull

A countryside walk in North Yorkshire inspires a warning about the BS that undermines parents: the fake perfection on social media and the relentless inner critic. Naming this BS helps you see what's underneath: the diamond that's already there, in you and your kids.
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Hi, good morning to you, good morning. The sun has finally returned to North Yorkshire and what a lovely walk I had with our little dog Rosie this morning. The older dog was at the vets and she's got an eye infection, so we're keeping our fingers crossed that this finally heals up. And she doesn't come on the longer walks anyway that I do in the morning. So I was flicking through my Facebook as I was walking along, and I saw this Facebook post about Beware the Bull. And this was from a great friend of mine, a great friend of mine and a recent friend of mine, a lady called Claire. And I just thought it was a fantastic metaphor. Beware the bull. So we're out when we're out in the countryside, we see these signs, don't we? Occasionally, the yellow signs with the black bull is beware the bull. Okay, we know not to go into that field, especially if we've got a dog. The bull is going to go mental. And yeah, we've seen all those bullfighting, disgusting, horrible thing. Yeah, bullfighting. And we're scared of we're scared of bulls. They can be pretty nasty animals. So beware the bull, but what about bewaring the BS? You know, the stuff when we're walking through a field that a bull's been in, we need to watch out for the BS. And as we're never— because we don't want to step in that mucky stuff. And as we're going through life, beware the BS. So beware the BS uh, on a couple of different levels here. One, the social media BS. So the people who are out there living their best life whilst internally they are crying, but they're putting this fake persona onto the, uh, onto the world, which makes us mere mortals like you and me feel somehow inadequate. And So does that though, does that over-gleamy cheesy grin and we're having a fantastic time lining up the kids' pencil cases in the homeschool, all this kind of stuff, does that actually make us Does that make us feel somehow inadequate? Well, it does when we think about it, doesn't it? It doesn't when we're not thinking about it, because obviously that, as if you're watching these videos, you'll have seen them before. You know that our feelings come from our thoughts; they don't actually come from the outside world. So there's no such thing as miserable weather. But we've got this inner BS, haven't we? We've got this inner. the devil on our shoulder, the inner critic, the ego. People call it all sorts of different things, but basically it's a voice in our head that plays BS 24/7, so 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Only when we're asleep we don't hear it, do we? But yeah, I'm thinking of 24-hour party people. That's That's dating me somewhat, isn't it? Yeah, Manchester in the '80s and '90s. So the inner critic, the inner critic, the BS in our head is BS. And once we catch our own BS, we can navigate life a lot easier in that moment. But all too often, The BS is disguised. So maybe we've been listening to it so long that we don't see it as BS. I know that's what I did. Maybe the BS is covered up. So maybe there's some grass. So if this was actual BS in a field, there's some grass cuttings. That have hidden the, uh, the, the, the, the, the, the brown stuff, the brown stuff BS, and we can't see it. But that, that BS isn't, isn't who we are. It's just the inner critic telling us that we are sh1t, and we are not. We are the The the diamond. We are the diamond underneath that BS. Your your child was born born perfect. You you saw that perfection in your child, and your mum saw that perfection in you. I'm here to tell you that you are perfect. Underneath all the BS, and you just don't see it. And I know exactly how you feel because I didn't used to see that either. Okay, have a great, have a great day. Bye-bye. Bye.
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