The older my kiddos get the more BIG mistakes they make. There are so many more options and choices for them, its almost as if they enter Jr. High and their world massively expands. Those doors of opportunity can be quite exciting and certainly very enticing to a growing teenage with surging hormones.
Many nights after a rough day with 2 teenagers and a tween I can lay in bed and worry about all the things I’m doing wrong as a parent. Missed assignments that equal up to a grade of “F” has me grading myself as an “F” as a mom. Every friend that makes bad decisions and my daughter decides to include herself in the act, gets me feeling that I didn’t warn her about consequences.
The list could go on and on about every big or little thing my kids do equal me being a terrible parent, but the truth is?
We can go from one parenting tactic to the next trying to teach our children the consequences of their mistakes and really-the best way to learn from a mistake is to make them! Consequence suffering is a much better teacher than I could ever be. 5 minutes into a lecture with any of my daughters and they are already picking at their nail polish and avoiding eye contact probably picturing me as a monster and the “meanest Mom EVER”. As much as it pains me to see them suffer in any capacity, sometimes I will get to hear those coveted words of : ” you were right Mom, that was a bad decision”. Okay being real that has happened less than 5 times, but sometimes I know its there in their mind-they just can’t speak it because their pride won’t allow them.
None of us are perfect and I’m sure each of us can remember some really stupid stuff we did in our childhood. Sometimes those make the best stories 20 years later that we reminisce over at family reunions.
Our children will make mistakes, and we will all lay awake many nights wondering how to parent better, teach preemptively even, and all of those are great things because they need us more than ever during these times.
But YOU are not a failure.
Maybe we think parenting ends when they cross that graduation stage, or walk down the aisle to their special someone-but as my own mom, and many others wiser than I have told me-parenting never ends-it just changes.
Mommin’ is heart breaking, bone wearying, sleep deprived wondrous journey that is also filled with joy, pride, happiness, excitement ..the list goes on and on.
Press on mama’s, lean into your fellow moms in the hard times and remember that you are not alone.