3 Ways I’m Growing as a Parent

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I long ago gave up the dream of one day holding the title of a perfect parent.

Honestly, what does that even look like?

Instead I’m trying my best to raise three respectful, well-mannered, kind-hearted, Jesus-loving kiddos.

I haven’t mastered any part of parenting, maybe because it always seems to be changing.

Just when I think I’ve got a handle on one stage, we move right on to the next.

Parenting is one of the most challenging, rewarding, frustrating, wonderful, gifts I have ever been blessed to be a part of.

And luckily my kids are very forgiving when I mess up.

I am always working on my mommy skills.

Growing, learning, and trying to be what my kids need from me.

At the end of the day, I just want my kids to know how deeply they are loved and how incredibly proud DJ and I are of them.

Here are 3 ways I’m currently trying to grow as a parent.

Maybe one of them will resonate with you as well.

 


 

I’m listening more.

 


 

Sometimes I’m really busy.

I’ve got a lot to do.

There don’t always seem to be enough hours in my day.

But I also want to hear how school went for my kids, and what they liked about church.

I want to know about the new friend they made during recess and what they’re struggling with.

So I need to slow down, sit down, and simply listen.

I don’t ever want them to think my “To-Do” list is more important than what they want to share with me.

They are more important.

They matter the most.

Everything else can wait.

 


 

I’m not “fixing” their work.

 


 

As the kids are getting older, DJ and I are teaching them to help more around the house. The boys especially are at the age where they are capable of doing more and need to learn to do their part.

But I tend to like things a certain way.

Even the smallest of details matter to me.

I want things in their place.

Which means the boys don’t necessarily make their beds the way I like them to look.

They don’t always put every toy away in the spot it should go.

And half the room gets missed when they vacuum.

As their OCD mom, I’m working on not going in behind them and fixing their work.

Because they are actually working hard, and I don’t want to teach them it’s not good enough for me.

So I see their effort, acknowledge a job well done, and leave it be.

 


 

I’m being more open and honest.

 


 

As a parent, sometimes it’s a whole lot easier to not explain everything to your kids – especially your own emotions and feelings.

When I’m frustrated with a situation, or heartbroken over something that has taken place, it’s easier for me to keep my kids out of it than to try to explain why I’m feeling the way I am.

What I’m learning is that while kids don’t need to know every little detail – it’s perfectly okay to share my feelings with them.

My kids are experiencing many of the same feelings I am. If I want them to open up and talk to me about it, maybe I, at some extent, should do the same.

So I’ll share why I’m sad, or let them know that I’m feeling tired and ready for a fresh start tomorrow.

I’m learning it makes them more compassionate and understanding than if I try to keep them out of it.

 

These are a few areas I’m trying to grow in.

What about you?