I’ve written a few post over the last couple of weeks about how I’m trying to adjust to life here since we moved. One post was about finding our new “normal”, our new routine…our new every day. Another post I wrote last Friday was about enjoying the here and now and not worrying about tomorrow or next year. I have to tell you, I have not practiced what I’ve preached. I’m still worrying about things that don’t need worrying about. You know what else I’ve discovered about myself….this whole week, my give a damn button broke. I left Braidy’s finished laundry sitting on a table in the kitchen the whole week. I let dishes pile up, didn’t blog once…I thought about quitting that too. I just couldn’t figure out the week. I was having a very off week…but maybe its more like an off month. I want to get back into cooking and experimenting with recipes and posting them right here, but then I think about the effort put into those kind of posts, the time I have, and I go nah….maybe next week. I’ve never been this way before.
I find myself also caring too much about what other people think. A neighbor told me that I should drop that silly mom group and get Braidy into school and I was very taken back by the comment. She doesn’t know that these women are like my sisters. That I look forward to mom’s night out as soon as I leave the last mom’s night out each month. That I genuinely enjoy the company of all these moms. That I learn something from each and every one of them. That I feel like I’ve got this parenting thing down when I leave a play group and hear other moms going through some of the same things I’ve gone through. That I need play dates probably more than Braidy needs them. But there was some truth in what this person said. Braidy is a different child than my oldest. While teaching Jaydon phonics, math, reading pre-K worked, and because of all his socialization before Kinder, he went right into Kindergarten without problems socially or academically. But Braidy has not been receptive to what I’ve been trying to teach him and he fights the whole half hour a day process of learning just a few new things a day… and so with that, started our search for preschool. It wasn’t because I let what my neighbor said influence me, it was because I realized I have two different kids who learn in two different ways.
So Braidy will be starting preschool next week! We let him check out a few places last week and he was very nervous and afraid I was going to leave him there, but we were just there to observe. He did leave with me excited about going to preschool. We picked out a lunch box and thermos for school and next week my preschooler will officially be going to preschool…and my heart is hurting over it. I think us parents look forward to milestones because we want our kids to grow and develop and become successful people, but we are sad that the baby days have passed by…and yet another milestone that makes me sad…. but also happy. I know my son will have a great time in preschool, get some structure…learn some things and it will prepare him for Kindergarten.
But back to what I was saying about other people’s opinions. It wasn’t because we enrolled Braidy in pre-school because a neighbor thought we should, I had been thinking about it for almost a year now, but I found myself in that moment, once again thinking I’m doing this all wrong….this parenting thing. This woman has five grand children she is raising, and I have to tell you, they are not the best behaved or kindest children, yet I’ve let her on numerous occasions make me feel like I’m an inadequate parent. It’s not just her…I’ve let the comments of complete strangers make me feel like I’m doing so much wrong. I need to have more confidence in my abilities. I think its very easy to feel taken advantage of when you don’t exude confidence. It doesn’t mean you need to be arrogant, confidence and arrogance are different…and I need to channel some confidence and a little bit of authority over my family and protecting them from things that could influence my kids in a bad way. I tend to feel like over politeness is the way to be….but honestly, I’ve been over polite…and then I get taken advantage of. I’m done with that.
Are there things about yourself you wish you could change? I’m really going to start working on these things. My confidence, that I have authority over my home, what comes in my home and goes out of my home, that I don’t have to let politeness become something where I’m taken advantage of. I can do this!
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