Personal Narrative: Parenting

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Yesterday, my oldest so turned 8. It's not really a milestone birthday, but it was his "golden" birthday; he turned 8 on 8/8. Just ask my aunt: if you're into numbers, it's a big deal. Last night, I was contemplating just how different life is since I became a parent. I could turn this post into some trendy list of things I've learned, but I'd rather not. The thing is, nothing I've learned is static. That is, nothing ever stays the same. Parenting is unique to every individual family, every week, season, etc. Every time I learn something, I have to unlearn it a few months or years later and learn something else. We are all forever changing, both me and my kids. While I can't quantify what I've learned, I can say that I am profoundly different than I was 8 years and 10 months ago when I learned that I was going to be a mom. God has worked amazing things in my spirit, and the world doesn't even look the same to me anymore. When my husband and I talked about having a child, the conversation went something like this: "I don't see what the big deal is, I mean, we are still going to basically have the same life, right? There will just be one more of us." …show more content…

He is like me: intense, literal, driven; he's a shaker and a mover. He has taught me that I'm nuts. Just kidding. But really, the biggest thing I've learned is that I am not the easiest person in the world to deal with, and that God makes up for so many deficits in my character that it's still going to be okay. Being a parent is about trusting God, praying, and being able to brush yourself off when you inevitably fail at something. It's not about the perfect ideals, the right parenting book, the right labels (helicopter parent, attachment parent, co-sleeper, breast-feeder, private-schooler, whatever), or anything else that people tell you is important. God will tell you what is important. It's not about the material things your kids have, or how perfect their room

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