If you could change one thing about your family, what would it be? (Prompt courtesy: https://thecoffeemonsterzco.com/en-ca/blogs/midnight-blogging/journaling-prompts)
I probably can’t honestly answer questions about my parents or siblings in case they read my blog, which I’ve asked them not to, but you never know.
What I will say is that I parent and run my household very differently than the house I grew up in. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my childhood and I love my parents. There were no deficiencies, no trauma, only love.
But.
I allow my kids to be way less than perfect, in fact I encourage it and I let them know to err is human. It’s totally cool. If you need to let an f bomb fly, have at it, as long as you are in an appropriate place to do so.
My bed is not off limits. My kids all climb in there to watch tv or just relax, at various times. Sid is five and we’re still co-sleeping with him and honestly I don’t want it to end.
My purse is not off limits. If you need something from it, go ahead and dig in it. No laws will be broken if you go into my purse.
I’m far from perfect but I try to keep comparing and criticizing off the table. Nothing is gained by this.
I forever want my adult kids to feel like home is a place they can stop by and stay, as long as they need, without making arrangements ahead of time or needing the okay from me.
It’s actually very interesting to me to read this back to myself, how far I deviated from the way I was raised. Who’s to say which is right and which is wrong. We’re all just doing our best.
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