So, the 3 year old likes Power Rangers (sigh). Did you know there are five bazillion Power Ranger series? Seriously. The acting is campy, the fighting is staged (I like this, honestly), but it does teach good things: friendship, loyalty, good vs. evil, kindness, etc. So, I allow it (sometimes). Usually I tune it out when it's on, but I heard something this morning I liked: "I don't have to prove myself to anyone. I know who I am."
I do, though. Have to prove myself to people. In fact, I do this a lot.
Several times a day I use the phrases "well, my six kids" or "since I have six kids" or "when I had my sixth kid" or "since I had that sixth kid" all over the web, on FB, blogs, etc. I use it as a badge of experience and to prove that "I know what I'm talking about. I mean, I have six kids! Look at ALL these children! There are SIX! So many! I'm such a busy mom! I have SIX KIDS!!!!!"
Truth is, my experiences are not any better or worse than anybody else's experiences. They're just slightly different. But everybody faces the same challenges in life: heartache, grief, hectic schedules, taking care of somebody else they love. It doesn't matter if the person is single, married, a parent, grandparent, or whatever.
I'm sure there are other things I brag about in order to prove my worth to other people. I keep talking about how "I could have majored in music" or "when I wrote that guest post" or "when I went to China." I use my experiences to prove my worth to other people. All. The. Time.
There's nothing wrong with sharing experiences. In fact, we all learn and grow from each other when we do share our lives. I think, however, what I need is simply a change in attitude in how I go about doing it, you know?
I don't think about it with pride, anymore. Sure, she was guilty of doing the same thing I did, but seriously? One-upping another mother just because I happen to have more children than she does? Who does that!? Oh, yeah. Me.
Point: I shouldn't have to prove my worth or my experience to anybody. I know who I am. My children and husband know who I am. Heavenly Father does, too, and really? His opinion is the only one that truly matters.
Have you felt the need to prove yourself to others? How? In what way?