
Being a parent causes you to think a lot about your own parents and childhood. The older Hunter gets, the more I am thankful for my own parents. I am thankful for so many things--their constant love, the sacrifices they made, the morals they lived for me to learn. More than anything, I am thankful for their unselfishness. Sounds simple, but let me explain...
Everyday I raise Hunter to learn, grow, and develop. It is definitely bitter-sweet. Each milestone is an achievement, but it is also some form of independence from me.
Breastfeeding>Bottle>Baby Food>Finger Food>Silverware
or
Holding>Sitting>Crawling>Walking
Each skill starts with me and ends with Hunter's learned independence. Basically, I pour my heart and soul into teaching him not to need MOM!!! :( In the past few days, I have had 3 conversations with young moms about how fast our kids grow and how it is so sad! It is! I cannot believe how time goes by so quickly!
I realize my fear of "letting Hunter go" because I love him so much. In my immaturity, I already fear the first day of kindergarten, first sports events, girlfriends, graduation, and moving out of my home!!!
BUT, all that to explain why my parent's have loved so unselfishly... it seems they always saw the BIG PICTURE for us...
They DID let me go gracefully. I think about how they encouraged me to "go away" for college. They encouraged me to spend a summer away (in Hawaii:) taking summer school. They respected my desire to get married young and leave home. When Chris' job meant moving 15 hours away-they were supportive. I know ALL THESE were hard on them, but they were what was best for me. So often, I think how they could have made me feel guilty or scared to take those opportunities. Instead, they pushed what was better for ME not necessarily what was better for them.
I put this picture of my brothers' and me because I am so thankful to have parents who encouraged each of us in our own pursuit of work, love, and life. It is a blessing to each of us. It has blessed me greatly.
I have been reading a book called "That's My Son" by Rick Johnson. The book discusses my place in God's plan for Hunter-how to communicate with him-discipline him-pitfalls as a mother...and so on.
Johnson says, "A parents main task is to receive a child as a charge from the Lord and then dedicate the child to God's ways."
I want so much to view raising Hunter and all my kids as a "charge from the Lord" and not as something that is supposed to fulfill me. That is hard.
That's my rant for today. Thanks Mom & Dad! I love you!