While I was driving, I heard a new song called Issues. (Sample lyrics: ‘Cause I got issues, but you got ’em too/So give ’em all to me and I’ll give mine to you). It reminded me of something I think of often: self-fulfilling prophecies.
Parenting is such a giant responsibility because we are setting these people up for the rest of their lives. I am trying not to create any negative self-fulfilling prophecies (ie: calling my kids “difficult” or “bully” or “crybaby”) when I am with them. Because if someone calls you something enough times, it’s only a matter of time until you believe it. Then you emulate it because you’re expected to, not because you want to.
I want my kids to imagine the best version of themselves and then create it. I don’t want to construct something for them. I want to watch them build it themselves.
Being a parent is hard, rewarding when our child does good, is kind and caring and even though we want to protect them from things including doing stupid things we can only do so much some times they need to learn by making mistakes and falling over