Do you ever feel like an inadequate parent?
As I've said before, I love to read blogs, as well as (occasionally) write them. Now, don't get me wrong, I don't think I'm a BAD parent. My children are loved, well behaved, caring, loving, well fed and, most importantly, happy (most of the time). Yes my eldest suffers with terrible anxiety, but knows he can talk to me about anything and, thankfully, does.
However, I sometimes feel that I'm failing, reading what comes from social media. I don't craft with my children, I get too frustrated. My 2 youngest boys are not fans of the outdoors, they would rather be inside, the middle one would stay in his room permanently if I let him! He does love kicking a ball around the front yard and when it's dry will do it for hours.
I couldn't imagine getting my sons to go fruit picking, or conker collecting! As soon as one of them saw a bug, they would freak! This is obviously down to autistic traits.
To understand how it affects our days you have to understand how things affect my boys: My youngest fell over, when wearing shorts, when he was around 3. He's now nearly 9....... and hasn't worn shorts since! We did get him in long shorts, or cut offs, but the minute his knee shows, he panics.
Another: We went to a park 3 years ago, I fell over, taking him with me, we haven't been to a park since!
Every time I see another Facebook post or page, showing people climbing trees or running through forests, with their children, my heart breaks a little. Hearing about their swimming achievements, first bike ride etc etc, my heart breaks again.
So I'm here to tell you (and remind myself):
IGNORE THAT SHIT!
Today I took my youngest shopping to Cardiff City and he didn't hate it, that's HUGE! As a parent that make me MORE than adequate! This is him trying a cookie, that was different to the ones he normally eats:
Granted, he didn't leave his pushchair, or take those gloves off. He didn't actually eat the cookie either! We DID get out though and, we enjoyed it.
So if those Facebook pages make you feel shitty, ignore them and think of something you did achieve today, as a parent.
We all rock, in our own ways.