I’ve been thinking about parenting a lot lately. You’re probably thinking something along the lines of: “shouldn’t you have been thinking about parenting when you found out you were pregnant?” The answer to that is both yes and no. I obviously thought about the type of parents Ryne and I would be; however, I didn’t put too much thought into the rules we would be setting for our child.
Ryne and I were both raised with pretty laid-back parents, as far as “strictness” goes. I know that for myself, especially, there weren’t a lot of true rules. Our rooms could be messy, we could eat dessert even if we didn’t finish our peas, and we didn’t have to wait thirty minutes to swim. 😉 When I think back onto my childhood, it was pretty relaxed and “go with the flow”.
I have to admit that I am not exactly the same as my parents. I’m definitely a little more controlling. I hate having things out of place and I’m terrified to let Maddux do anything on his own. Luckily, he happens to like his peas a lot right now, so we’re good on the vegetable front at this point.
The only thing I know is that I want him to be a good person. I want him to care about people and be compassionate. Honestly, I have a feeling the main rule in my house will be to always be kind.
That’s it. Am I going to flip out if he spills paint on my rug? Probably. Am I going to panic when he breaks things? Of course. I am type-A to a fault, and I probably always will absolutely freak out when things don’t go my way. What can I say, I’m a peach.
At the end of the day, though, I just want my sweet boy to turn into a kind man. I will be the proudest mother on the planet if he grows up to be a great person. Isn’t that the goal? I don’t care what choices he makes as long as he always considers others, takes care of himself, and does everything with love.
And in light of everything that happened in Boston yesterday, I think the world would be a better place if we all focused on those things.