Sometimes I feel like a bad mother. I see writing on my walls, large messes of food or drink all over my floors, and toys EVERYwhere. It seems I cannot help but think that I am failing at keeping house, failing at keeping my child "safe," failing at making meals...just failing in general.
Then I thought, what? Am I not supposed to allow my child to explore without me holding his hand the whole time? Am I not supposed to let him learn on his own, like the differences between how milk hits the floor versus cereal? Or not let him see how Kix tend to roll across the room without stopping but Cheerios don't? Or how quickly a ball drops down the stairs, but clothes tend to drift downward? Truly my only problem is not cleaning things up as soon as it happens.
The truth is that I have a different parenting style compared to most of the articles I have read or things I have seen from the "experts." Then again, I tend to disagree with most experts anyway. So, there I have it. I am a fine mother, and my son is healthy and growing wonderfully well.
Monday, August 1, 2011
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