Let's see......what to write about tonight.....
Parenthood
Parenthood is the most challenging job there is, and yes, it is most certainly a job. I have two absolutely gorgeous boys, ages 6 years and 6 months, and I will say it is HARD. I do not know how women who have several kids do it and they deserve a Pulitzer or something. As a mother of two boys, I have learned that wine is my friend, and patience is a must. But exactly what do you do when your patience runs thin? Us moms are only human, after all, and we have moments of weakness very often. It is your reaction to those moments that decide how good your parenting skills are......
It has become very clear to me a few things. I notice now that I am on my second child, that with my first son, there are some things I should have done differently. Now of course my first son turned out quite well considering the fact that I have a few issues of my own to account for. I suffer from mental illness and it is in my family, so it was pretty much inherited. I believe some of my qualities have been pasted on to my oldest son, as I didn't take very good care of my depression while I was pregnant with him. If I could turn back the hands of time, I would definitely take some type of medication during the pregnancy as I did with my second son. My second son is the most laid back and happy child I think I have ever met. My oldest, on the other hand, is quite the opposite.
He suffers from learning disabilities and I believe he is also developing anxiety. It just seems that certain actions of his seem like a red flag to me. Being that I went through it as a child I see some of the warning signs that I felt as a kid. He has an extreme separation anxiety when it comes to me. His dad makes jokes about him acting like my man because he is always questioning my whereabouts. It is comical to him, but I wish it were that easy for me to laugh at it. I am constantly faced with the thought that he thinks I am going to leave him so I can't go anywhere for too long. I am completely consumed with this fear of being hurt or killed somehow because I know it will be extremely devastating for him. The thought of it all brings me to tears.
Now my baby, on the other hand, doesn't worry me at all! He loves his mommy and I can clearly see that, but he is infatuated by his father just as much. Never the case with my first son. He is mommy's baby, always...... my baby is a momma's boy too, but I don't see it being as bad as my first. I mean, what can I say! I guess I am just that good of a mom! Above all else, my children are my greatest accomplishment. They make everyday I am on this Earth worth living and i just hope I will be able to continue to be the loving and wonderful mother they need me to be.
And on that note.................goodnite bloggers........kiss your kids if you have any, and remember, noone will be there and protect our children like us mothers will, so be there and listen to your children. Even if you think they are just talking to be talking, they may be saying something that they need you to hear......................