I can’t say that I have the extra time to be blogging today. But I’ve been thinking alot about the kind of parent I want to be. Jackson is still so little, he doesn’t repeat what we say or do yet (thank God). But the time is quickly coming. I think it hit me when he started eating food… he isn’t going to be a baby very long. He, of course, makes his opinion known and had preferences. But pretty soon, he will make his own choices. He will have choices. ugh.
I’ve taken care of lots of children in the clinic recently, so I get a perspective on others’ parenting styles. I also see adolescents who are busy making their own (BAD) choices. It scares me to think that Jackson will make the wrong choices on purpose someday. He will, I know he will. I did. His dad did. We aren’t perfect, and realize Jackson is not and will not be either. To err is human, after all. To err on purpose is human, too. We have free will. We exercise it.
When I was pregnant I had a birth plan in my mind. I knew that things could veer off of the plan, but I had a general idea of how I wanted Jackson’s birthday to be. And it was just as I planned. Lucky me.
It was not until recently that I have given thought to my (our) parenting plan. Jesse and I have had conversations about our discipline styles and how we want to raise our children, and yet, so far, we’re winging it most of the time. How could we not be? He’s a baby.
I know my worries are somewhat of a long way off… but the time goes by so quickly. I want to be sure that my child is not a bully. That he values kindness and caring for other’s feelings. That he washes his hands. Like books. Tries hard. But that he also sees the forest for the trees… that he makes decisions with the consequences in mind, at least.
How do you make a parenting plan? Should I even give it thought? The best laid plans crumble and our children have little free wills, too.
I guess, more than anything, I will have to trust myself, trust my God, and trust my children.