Its tough being a parent.
You see your kid
doing things you did when you were young and stupid. Now you clearly
remember how much fun it was when you would be out all nights over the
weekends drinking with your friends. It isn't hard to understand why
your kid does it. It's part of growing up, right of passage these days.
But what they won't understand and what you know very very well, is that
sometimes the fun and games can get you into a lot of trouble. Not the
laugh-about-it-later kinda trouble, I mean serious damage. Your kid
won't understand till he/she goes through it himself/herself.
Now this, is the
first and probably the hardest parenting lesson - giving them advice and
freedom, and then having to sit patiently and let them do it their way,
to resist the urge to stop them when they're going the wrong way, to
just be there while they pick themselves up without trying to fix
everything yourself.
When they
flabbergast you with their immaturity sometimes and you have to swallow
the urge to yell, scream and punch them back to their senses, maaaan
that's tough! You have to try hard, really really hard, to move past
that and ask them to explain (nicely) 'what, why, when and how' instead
of rattling them and going 'What the f**k (excuse my language here) were
you thinking?!'
When their
morality seems to wander, and they are blinded by something, all you can
do is pray they'll get back on the right track before its too late.
There's no forcing it, force just makes it worse. 'cause like my uncle
once told me, 'Parents need to understand that their kids are gonna do
what they wanna do either way, so they might as well be worried and angry
than be in the dark about things.' Dark is always worse.
It's easy to say
'I told you so' when they learn you were right and that they should've
listened to you from the beginning but its important not to. You're
supposed to go all 'It's okay, shit happens, people make mistakes but
the good part is you always have someone who's there for you and that
person is me.'
In short, the toughest part of parenthood is holding on to them via faith while letting
go in the name of freedom and having a younger sibling prepares you for
parenthood way better than anything else ever can.
Ma, I love you :*
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