My mom rarely preaches to me about parenting. I appreciate that.
However, when she makes subtle observations or gives advice I take it to heart because she doesn’t comment much. She casually said something about Mo that really made me think.
“As the oldest son growing up in a house without a man present, be careful not to pressure him too much. Let him enjoy being a kid.”
I couldn’t agree more with her statement. Mo is very mature beyond his years when it comes to his outlook on life and reality. He is also very observant, emotional, and protective. I want him to balance this with his youth. I want him to enjoy life and the process of growing up.
As a mother of 2 kids, there naturally seems to be a greater sense of responsibility and expectations on the eldest.
As a divorced mom I never want my kids to feel responsible for my happiness. I want the role of parent and child to be clear and apparent.
No child should feel as though he has to fill the shoes of a man.
No child should feel responsible for his mom’s happiness.
No child should be accountable to parent a parent.
No child should go without a childhood.
There is nothing more I want to give my boys than a blissful life filled with adolescent memories of popsicles, the playground, endless swimming, park picnics, silly giggles, movie night, homework, soccer practice, summer camp, and arts and crafts.
I appreciate the gentle reminder from my mom.
Thanks mom!
