If you've read my blog for awhile, to some degree you know me better than most. One thing I don't talk about much is my relationship with my mom, which is admittedly not awesome. It's barely existent.
But I'll pause on that. I was thinking about my own experience as a parent, and parenthood is really a gift. A really big responsibility and really hard at times, but I wouldn't trade it. Which makes it harder for me to understand or excuse how I was treated as a child.
Disclaimer: No parent is perfect, I get it. But, to make your child feel like a burden, to call them names, break them down mentally or to just not be emotionally available...that's not okay. Saying or doing things which make your child feel insecure or inadequate, that's not okay. It is in children to want to please their parents. It's not our job to use that innate desire against them.
I have grown up more in these few months of parenthood than I thought possible. I don't sleep through the night anymore, I get bitten, screamed at, thrown up on, peed on, and that's just the baby. 😂 But I love this tiny human so much that none of those small inconveniences matter.
I respect those who made the decision not to become parents. But if you do, know it's as much about being prepared inwardly as outwardly. You can be poor and your child won't realize until later, but they will recognize being well loved. Just like if they're fortunate enough to understand being loved well later, they'll recognize when they haven't been loved properly.
My goal as a parent and my husband as well, is to raise a loved, loving , secure, well-balanced, God-fearing, respectful human being. Even if it's not always fun, even if we don't feel like it - that's what we signed up for.
