One of the things that I’ve noticed recently about parenting (maybe it’s because we’ve entered the teen years) is that I feel as though I’m always walking a fine line. There seem to be so many of them and I don’t want to cross over any of them.
I want to be a loving supportive mom who will always be there when her kids need to talk, but make no mistake I will not cross the line and be your friend. Friends come and go, I am in it for the long haul.
I want my kids to have good self esteem while maintaining humility and not becoming arrogant.
I want my kids to have a sense of humility without being critical or lowering their self esteem.
I enjoy joking with my kids but have to be careful that we do not cross the line into the inappropriate – the boys have been known to come up with a ‘that’s what she said’ or two, mom’s cannot and should not come up with any, no matter how tempting.
I want to keep them safe but not instil fear in them.
I need to be their reality check but don’t want to rain on their parade -I know you want to be a director, do you have a Plan B?
I want to be a fun mom but I’m still responsible for their good health. Cheesecake for dinner would be fun but broccoli cheese cake is better for you – how’s that for compromise?
I want to be a great mother but I’m afraid of becoming a smother. The difference between being a strong presence in their life and not having a life of my own.
These are but a few of the issues as I see them and some of them are inter-related. I feel as though every time I turn around there is another one of those fine lines in front of my face and they can be as hard to see and as easy to cross as a filament from a spider’s web.
Good parenting is tough.