Was it only 2 days ago that I told my mom friend that I wasn’t going to turn on the soothing sounds on my sons swing (so he wouldn’t get dependent, and for my sanity, of course)!? Today his screaming was unbearable, so I turned the swing on, cranked up the chirping bird ambiance, and hid in the bathroom…for at least 20 minutes.
Also, what kind of mom lets their kid use a pacifier? Doesn’t everyone know pacifiers cause buck teeth and a whole other host of problems? I believed that (a little bit)…until our son was a whopping 3 days old and i realized pacifiers actually soothe some kids. Believe me, I have never looked back.
I used to love taking my baby places because I thought he could never throw a fit. I go to an all-women small group on Wednesday evenings. Of course, they thought he was the cutest baby, so well–behaved and relaxed! I patted myself on the back (because of course this was a sign of my great parenting skills). I kid you not, as soon as we got home, “Angel Baby” was replaced by some fussy, angry child I had never met before and I questioned every parenting decision I had made in his short life.
Oh, and don’t even talk to me about routines. My son was going to be on a strict eat, play, sleep routine before he was a month old. And then, before I knew it he was 2 months old and I was just starting to feel like a normal person, able to eat and possibly even shower on a regular basis. Now that he’s 3 months old I’m wondering if him being on a strict schedule is even worth the cost of my flexibility (and friendships, in some cases).
And what have I learned from this? Probably nothing. I will continue to tell myself that my child will never need a night-light or white noise to sleep, that we won’t need to pack every toy we own when we travel, that he won’t ever enjoy playing video games and he’ll always be at the top of his class.
And then, as he grows and becomes his own person I will be amazed at how much he teaches me about flexibility, letting go, and learning to love who God has made him to be. May his dad and I never be so stubborn in our parenting that we miss out on God’s good plan for each of us as individuals, and as a family.
And may I never take myself too seriously. (You shouldn’t either)