Recently, I received a comment on my social media post, mostly flattering, but one part stood out: “Why do you use the F word? You have a lovely family, and I would prefer not to hear your kids use it…”
Interesting question. Why do I use the F word? First, let me clarify: despite my not-so-secret penchant for colorful language, I don’t drop those words around my children. Years as a teacher have taught me to keep my language in check. But honestly, it’s a moot point since my little ones catch on quickly; they learned the F word on the bus within weeks of starting kindergarten.
So, why do I incorporate the F word into my vocabulary? Let’s start with the fact that I have seven kids. Isn’t that reason enough? Honestly, I think one child is enough to warrant some F-bombs now and then.
The F word expresses my feelings more accurately. For instance, I could say, “Child number 5 isn’t a fan of my new hairstyle.” But saying she just freaking hates it conveys her true feelings much better.
Another reason? Just the other day, after six years of hiding, I wore my only matching pair of earrings. Within 11 minutes, one of my kids lost one of them. Now, I have zero pairs left. That’s definitely a moment worthy of a good F word!
I find myself using the F word because I’m tired of having an audience while I’m trying to use the restroom. I use it because someone in the house is always in tears—crying over the wrong cup, a misplaced toy, or simply because they can’t find a comfortable spot. I’m also fed up with hunting for lost items.
I rely on the F word because I’m just plain exhausted. And let’s not forget about my youngest, who seems to prefer using scissors on hair rather than paper. I also stopped yelling at my kids last August, which is no easy feat. Typing out the word “fuck” repeatedly makes the struggle feel more manageable.
On days when I somehow get everyone dressed early, someone inevitably spills something on their shirt, requiring a complete outfit change. We still end up late, despite all my planning. I use the F word to cope when I wake up at 5 a.m. to find out we’re out of coffee, or when I remember I have no freaking gas while rushing to get somewhere.
In addition to curbing my yelling, I’m trying to complain less, so a well-placed F word is all that’s left for venting. Sometimes I even use it when I’m super happy—like after getting a fantastic haircut that makes me feel like a million bucks!
So there you have it. I use the F word because I genuinely enjoy it. I don’t care much about others’ opinions on the matter. It’s simply a part of my reality as a parent, and that’s good enough for me.
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In summary, the F word is a vital part of my parenting journey, allowing me to express my exhaustion, frustration, and joy. It’s a unique way of coping with the chaos of raising a large family.
Keyphrase: “embracing the F word in parenting”
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