I have yet to mention that I have three boys. And at the risk of sounding like a broken record, I am the PROUD mother of three boys. They truly teach me something every day. This summer has been ONE LONG LESSON!
One thing I have learned this summer is that they are growing up. They are maturing before my eyes and I am not sure I like it. I never thought being a parent would be this one big conflicting experience. There are times where I need them to grow up and do their own thing and not be so dependent and there are other times when I need them to be my little boys.
It's this relationship of codependency that I didn't expect. I need them just as much as they need me. They need me for the obvious reasons, feeding, clothing, guiding etc. But I need them just as much to teach me things I didn't know about myself.
I have learned with my kids that I have no patience. I don't like patience. I need stuff done right away and I need people to understand me right away and I don't have patience for anyone who doesn't understand the "RIGHT AWAY" part. Yes it's official, I have flaws.
I am not sure what the lesson is exactly but something tells me PATIENCE may be a key word.
P.S: Potty training and patience are supposed to go hand-in-hand (??)
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