the guilty pull
Today I am feeling insecure.
Sometimes as a parent, I feel that I have not done enough for my children.
I worry that I may be missing out on some aspect of their growth and development and that there was something that I should have done, but didn't. I worry that there is something that I should have taught them as a parent but have missed out on.
I see them grow and wonder where the last, smaller version went. And I have to keep readjusting my concept of them to the now stage. And with that, I need to adjust my expectations as well.
Finished with the what ifs, If I let them carry one, they are likely to get out of hand. I need to focus on the good things.
My kids are by no means perfect but they are pretty good kids. Most of the time, the boys are fairly well-adjusted, happy people. They seem satisfied with their lives. And this is a good thing. They have hopes and dreams and will hopefully achieve at least some of those. Though I'm afraid riding a real life dragon may be pushing the limits a tad.
I admit that I have real fears for their futures. I do the very best I can, but is it good enough? Am I offering my children the right kind of support to help them make a success of their lives?
I recently got to spend much of a weekend with Number 1 when he and his friend helped us with an expo. Some of it was quite fun, and we had a fairly good time eating pizza and dressing the kids up in costumes and sending them to hand out flyers. I must be honest, the weekend was pretty exhausting, especially since we had to go into Monday without having had any real break, but it was good as well as he is generally a rather likeable young fellow and I don't usually get so much face to face time with him.
I also missed spending time with Number 2 and Bean. I didn't realise how much I do spend with them so it was also good to have that little pang of "I wonder what they are up to now?" adn then get to catch up on the day with them (well, Number 2 at least), when we saw them again. I also realised how awesome it was to have my mom and sister around to help with the two younger ones. We came home to find supper in the oven already, which was like Christmas after having been gone all day!
Sometimes as a parent, I feel that I have not done enough for my children.
I worry that I may be missing out on some aspect of their growth and development and that there was something that I should have done, but didn't. I worry that there is something that I should have taught them as a parent but have missed out on.
I see them grow and wonder where the last, smaller version went. And I have to keep readjusting my concept of them to the now stage. And with that, I need to adjust my expectations as well.
Finished with the what ifs, If I let them carry one, they are likely to get out of hand. I need to focus on the good things.
My kids are by no means perfect but they are pretty good kids. Most of the time, the boys are fairly well-adjusted, happy people. They seem satisfied with their lives. And this is a good thing. They have hopes and dreams and will hopefully achieve at least some of those. Though I'm afraid riding a real life dragon may be pushing the limits a tad.
I admit that I have real fears for their futures. I do the very best I can, but is it good enough? Am I offering my children the right kind of support to help them make a success of their lives?
I recently got to spend much of a weekend with Number 1 when he and his friend helped us with an expo. Some of it was quite fun, and we had a fairly good time eating pizza and dressing the kids up in costumes and sending them to hand out flyers. I must be honest, the weekend was pretty exhausting, especially since we had to go into Monday without having had any real break, but it was good as well as he is generally a rather likeable young fellow and I don't usually get so much face to face time with him.I also missed spending time with Number 2 and Bean. I didn't realise how much I do spend with them so it was also good to have that little pang of "I wonder what they are up to now?" adn then get to catch up on the day with them (well, Number 2 at least), when we saw them again. I also realised how awesome it was to have my mom and sister around to help with the two younger ones. We came home to find supper in the oven already, which was like Christmas after having been gone all day!
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