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.