I used to parent to be accepted

 I used to parent to be accepted.

I used to shape my choices around what would get the fewest eye rolls
what would sound good in a conversation
what wouldn’t make anyone uncomfortable.

I thought if I did it “right”
If I followed the books and stuck to the plan
If I kept things neat and quiet and easy
maybe then I’d belong
maybe then I’d be enough.

But something in me shifted.

I stopped parenting for applause and started parenting for alignment.

I started asking what felt true
not just what felt popular.
I started tuning in to my child
and tuning out the noise.

Because at the end of the day
my goal isn’t to look good on paper.
My goal is to raise a human who feels safe, seen, and deeply loved.

Even if it looks nothing like how I was raised.
Even if it makes other people uncomfortable.
Even if it doesn’t get me praise.

This is not about performance.

It’s about presence.
It’s about peace.
It’s about doing what’s right for us.

And I’m not sorry if that looks different from what you expected. 

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