Parenting has got to be the most difficult thing I have ever tackled.
My Hannah had a horrible week, a horrible year to be exact. I have tried to be patient and understanding, Ive tried giving her the benefit of the doubt, making concessions because she has always been very self motivated, and I never had to push her to do the right stuff because she just always wanted to go far. This pushing her to do well thing is new uncharted territory, and quite frankly a little scary.
I have been the nurturing parent, coddling her wounds, making light of her recent slacking off, and it seemed right at the time. But then my aunt pointed out to me that I was not doing her any favors by being this way. I was a little offended at first, but the more her words simmered in my head the more I agreed with what she was saying. I wasnt doing her any favors by babying her, and making excuses for her failures. Infact I was doing the opposite. Teaching her to wallow in self pity, to fall off the pony and never ride again.
The fact is, life is tough, life throws you all kinds of obstacles, and you just have to plow through them. Don't stop, dont ever stop. When I was telling her I know your hearts broken and yes you can stay home today and lick your wounds, or I know that was embarassing and yes you can stay home just this one day i should have been telling her get back out there. This is how life is, and this is what makes you stronger, and you can do it, and thats what I intend to do from now on. I am so glad to have a village raising my kids.
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