To Tip or Not to Tip

Let me start here with, I am a good tipper. I thoroughly appreciate those who bring me the food for my face. That being said, the tip has become something that it was never meant to be. The tip is expected nowadays. Many places take the authority and charge a “gratuity” for parties of 6 or more. Well, what about if it is a family who is made up majority of young children who are not charged to eat in the first place? We’re not talking about a party of adults out for lunch or dinner, this is a family with 4 or more children and half are not even charged in the first place.

A couple of nights ago my husband and I took our 4 daughters out to eat at a local hibachi restaurant for our oldest’s birthday. It was where she wanted to go for her birthday. We have been to this specific restaurant many times and more times than not received at least good service. This night, however, I was more disappointed than I have ever been. Our chef did none of the “show” that normally comes along with the service, he threw and hit my 5 year old straight in the eye with a shrimp because he did not wait to see if she was paying attention and ready to catch it, he served everyone and did not think twice about 2 of my children even though we made it clear that 2 of our children (who are to eat free per policy) were sharing with an older sibling, and to top it all off they asked, both he the chef and our server, if we were celebrating anything and we told them both it was our oldest’s birthday. In the end our oldest got to sit there and eat while just about every table around her sang Happy Birthday to someone at their table. Sure, the food was ok but the service for the first time ever was sub-par. Did I mention that I had to ask twice for my glass of wine? Yeah. The whole thing made me really think twice about tipping, as well as my favorite hibachi restaurant. 😦
EDIT: Let me just say, this is from December 9 that for some reason just posted.

Who Are You, MOM?

I have been thinking a lot lately about how different I am today as opposed to who I was even just two years ago. For so long I think I lost myself, I lost my moxie, I lost who I was as a woman…or maybe I just never let her thrive and she wasn’t always lost but she was just not present. I don’t know but either way I have made it more of a point to let myself really be who I am and not get back into the mindset of I’m a mother now, I can’t do that or wear that or whatever the case may be. Yes, I am a mother now, I have been for 8+ years now but that doesn’t change who I am as a woman, it simply enhances it! Being a mother is one of the greatest privileges that there is and when you think of it that way, why would you change who you are at the core just to fit some ideal? For some people it takes becoming a mother to cause them to grow up and to realize what is really important in life. It may mean kicking some bad habits or some lifestyle, maybe some friends, but that’s not WHO you are. That is who and what you have allowed yourself to become. Once you realize that life is so much more fulfilling to just be you and do you it takes away the stress and the pressure that you may or may not have realized that you put on yourself. THAT is when you really start living again. THAT is when you are able to have silly dance parties at 8:00 at night with your children even though it is past bedtime and a school night.

I am a perfectionist at heart and have always strived to be perfect in every way (all the while knowing logically that perfect perfection doesn’t exist) and what did that get me? A messy house because I was trying to do too much, disappointment in myself because I couldn’t get it all done, becoming overwhelmed and shutting down because “what’s the point? I can’t catch up.”, and probably not very fun to my husband or children because while we still did things and had fun together I know there were times that my heart was not all in whatever it was because I was thinking about all the things that I had to do and at the same time kicking myself for not getting more things done. I even found myself doubting myself and talking down about myself for “not being good enough”. I’m pretty sure that I even convinced a little part of myself that I was a disappointment and failure to my husband and my children. When you start letting yourself think things about yourself that you would never let someone else say to or about you, it’s time to pull back and smack yourself around a little. Take the time to figure out what has brought you to that point and what you need to do to get back to the woman you know you are.

My point is don’t allow yourself to get wrapped up so much in becoming and being a wife and a mother that you forget to just be you. Your husband married you because of YOU, not the wife you could become. Your children love you for YOU, not the mother you could be. As I said before, being a wife and a mother is a privilege, let those privileges enhance you but don’t let them drown you.

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