Simple is the New Complicated
My mother made raising a son seem effortless. I’m sure other moms of that era can attest to the challenges of raising a black boy in New York City during the 70s and 80s. My mother made sure my brother had a strong foundation in order to avoid peer pressure, drugs and violence.
She stressed the importance of love, self-respect, self-control, faith, integrity, and education. There was never a doubt in my brother’s mind that he would be successful. My mother laid the groundwork at an early age and because of her love and support, my brother is quite successful.
My mom never made it seem that it was hard to raise my brother. Giving up was not an option. Failure was a learning lesson. There were always second chances. My mother prayed, listened, directed, supported and waited.
Now that I’m a mother, I realize that I took parenting for granted. What I thought was simple is very much complicated. Children don’t always follow the rules. Respect is not one way. Your child may disappoint you. You don’t always have the answers.
Yes, parenting is not as simple as it looks. So to all those who offer unsolicited advice, take note. Unless you live in the home with our children, you are in no position to judge or comment about our parenting skills. If you think parenting is so easy, we’ll gladly let you raise our children for one year. Your only options are teen or toddler years. Good luck!
What did you think was easy before you became a parent?