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I have been thinking a lot lately about how I can make sure that I raise loving, good people. My husband used to think that since we are good people, we will raise good people. While part of that may be true, there is a lot more that goes in to it. Parenting is tricky. It's hard. There is no one right way.
How do you teach a child to be supportive and encouraging to his brother? When the older child always has to be first, better, faster, bigger, than the younger brother, how do you teach him that it doesn't matter? How do you teach him to boost his brother's self esteem? How do you teach the older child to let the younger child win once in a while? How do you teach a child empathy?
How do you teach a child to do what he is told, even if he doesn't like it? How do you teach a child who has to defend himself and say his side of the story RIGHT NOW to wait? How do you teach a child healthy ways to manage stress and anger? How do you teach a child that he doesn't have to be right all of the time and it is okay to admit to mistakes?
As a parent how do I avoid losing my bananas when a child pushes me to my own extremes? How do I make sure that I don't say things that I most definitely don't mean? In times of stress, where do I find the patience and love that I try to teach my children daily?
Most days, parenting is fun. The kids are hilarious and delightful. We have so much fun together. But some days I wonder how we managed to get this far. This is truly an adventure. Most definitely the hardest thing I will ever do.
Good thing they are cute. And have squishy faces that make me want to kiss and squeeze them all day long. That makes the hard days a bit easier.
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