Ahhhh, it’s Monday. We survived the weekend. I say survive because with children, each weekend presents its own unique blend of adventures. Some are just plain fun and effortless yet others are downright exhausting. You can plan away, but you never quite know which you will get. It’s generally a function of the combination of our activities mixed with the general mood of the house. May sound crazy, but rearing children at times reminds me of training an energized colt or filly…while many days are good with tremendous progress, others a little more challenging and you feel as if you took five steps back from your goal. Or you were hit by a Mac truck, ha. I find it best to always begin and end with love. While standing your ground. This feat takes serious endurance….with a clever mix of wit and humor.
Never easy. But always worth it.
I think the hardest thing for me as a parent is standing my ground. It’s been a real journey learning how to confidently set boundaries and not feel guilty or cave. Interestingly enough, this issue also pops up in riding life with my horse, Savez. Sometimes I have to bust out my tough side and get all crazy with my kids and insist, “no further discussion.” I usually finish with “you’ll thank me when you’re 30.” Oh how they love me.
Yes, rearing a family takes grit. And I’m learning, just like riding with confidence, it’s not the least bit impossible.
Hats off to ALL moms and dads who, day after day, work hard to raise their family. And to all the moms and dads who raised the generation before them. Providing love and leadership to your children is such a privilege and gift. And certainly makes this world a better place.