Wednesday, December 2, 2009

5 Things That Shaped Me Into the Mom I Am

Amy tagged me for this post a few days ago. I've thought about it on and off since then. How confessional should I be? Should I just skip it entirely? (sorry Amy) Seriously. What 5 things did shape me? [was that a squirrel?!] Sorry. ADD kicked in there for a minute. What was I doing? Oh, yes, listing things that shaped me as a mom.

1. My parents. I'm not saying I do everything they did (or do), whether good or bad, but they set a good example. Unlike some children, who grow up to reject all their parents represented, I wanted a life very similar to what my parents modeled: I married a preacher, I wanted to be a stay at home mom, I wanted to homeschool, I wanted a family of more than two children, I wanted to raise my children grounded in faith. So far, so good.

2. Books. It's no secret: I love to read. And I think I've read just about any parenting book you can think of, most of them not worth the paper they're printed on. If you are looking for a common sense book to read, I recommend anything by John Rosemond.

3. The Internet. I don't know what parents did before the Internet. When one of my kids has a fever or the sniffles or a "come look at this crazy rash" or whatever, Google is my best friend. Or what if we need to know the hours at the zoo? Or how long exactly it takes to drive from our house to Aunt Lulu's house? What if I'm going stir crazy and can't get out of the house? That's what blogs and Facebook are for. Thank you, Al Gore, thank you so much.

4. God and the Bible. I know, I know, this should have been first. I'm just writing these in the order they come to me. Actually, I don't know how children can be raised any other way. I need something larger than me, some purpose to my parenting. I have to believe the sacrifices matter, and will continue to matter long after I've moved on to my eternal home.

5. My kids. I've been around children my entire life. I like kids. I've worked with kids since I was barely taller than they were. I've entertained a lot of theories about how to raise children (some pre-Polly, some post-Polly). Nothing throws away the theories like a stubborn two year old standing toe to toe with you. No theory (other than Bible based thinking) can help you when your child is crying because someone hurt her feelings. No legal precedent comforts when you think about the horrible things some monsters do to children. These three girls are my children and I have no doubt whatsoever about how I will protect them as long and as far as I am able. Even if that means continually revising my theories.

Thanks for tagging me, Amy. That was quite a workout!

4 comments:

Amy said...

Yeah, it took me a few days to get mine posted, too.... took some thought.

"I don't know what parents did before the Internet." Amen, amen, and amen!!!

Karabeth said...

You're a good mommy! Keep up the good work. :)

Vicky said...

You have honored your mom and dad! Most importantly, you have glorified the Lord! And to reiterate your mom's comment...Keep up the good work!

Anonymous said...

Everything comes if a man will only wait........................................

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