When I find myself inwardly grumbling about how exhausting that is, I do a little mental drill:
WORK... JOB... WORK... JOB
Duh -- the two are related! It's my job to parent my kids. Sometimes it's work. Sometimes it's a lot of work. Enough already -- onward.
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I've been thinking more about that talk on characteristics of successful employees, and the importance of letting kids fall. Why is it so hard for us to let them do that?
It could be that we're too tied up in ourselves: if my kid falls, I'm a failure.
It could be that we're too focused on what our children will think of us: if my kid falls, he'll think I wasn't there for him.
Or there's this: not everyone who goes into a sink-or-swim situation ends up on the surface. Some kids sink. Will mine?
And yet... there's a huge difference between being a mama whale nudging my calf to the surface so he can breathe while he's learning to swim and being a child's full-time personal flotation device so he never has to learn to swim.
There are many steps between providing too much support and none at all. It's helpful to remember that.