I am not a perfect parent...I probably will never be a perfect parent. More than likely. Parenting is a learning process that takes time to develop.
It would be nice to "know everything" that there is about parenting and to be able to tell people how to parent like Dr. Phil or Oprah...whom i might add is not a parent. It would be nice to be able to automatically know all the answers to all the questions that your kids ask. to automatically know what is right and what is wrong. I remember my early years when my firstborn was a baby. I gave a hand to my mom with her babies in my teen age years, so when I had my first son at age 20 I thought I knew it all. Then he got a rash on his face. I called my mom immediately and told her I was going to the emergency room. She made me calm down, told me to breathe and also told me newborns have sensitive skin. I waited until tomorrow because I was so sure it was some flesh eating virus and that the Center for Disease Control would be at my door with their suits and cleaning supplies, plus a big plastic bubble that my baby would have to grow up in. Well I woke up the next morning and looked at my little Tyger...his rash was gone and the CDC never came to put him in a plastic bubble.
I thought of parenting today after I saw a couple of kids, probably about 3 and 4 on a Big Wheel riding down the hill in the middle of the road and narrowly missed a head on with a teen-ager speeding by.
I may not be the perfect parent, and I never will be, but I do know where my children are at all times. I am going to be that old lady in the nursing home that had so many kids, she always stood looking out the window, yep...that will be me.
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Amen to that. I always know where my kids are and am AMAZED at how many parents let their toddlers wonder in the streets. When you use the words perfect parent I laugh, because who is the perfect parent? Find me someone with NO BAGGAGE from childhood. It doesn't exist, no matter how hard you try. My goal is to cause the least amount of therapy I can. I think my parents did pretty good. I finished up in therapy by 22, if I can shave off a year or 2 from that, I've done my job...
*sigh* I neverr had therapy which is why I blog so much.
you said it dana...blogging is therapy for all those years and years of...well whatever it was that made us insane ;)
Dana, it gets harder when they get older... when they start stopping off at a friends house after school, or in middle school when they want to just hang with their friends. I swear, it just gets harder and harder to keep them out of danger.
and it DOESN'T EVER STOP, only you know less and less where they are and what they are doing as they reach adulthood...
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