Quino and I spent 3 hours in the pool yesterday. A lovely middle-aged woman was lounging by the pool the whole time. All that time, Quino was talking incessantly. My son is quite a talker. Depending on what type of day we're having, this can be both a blessing and a curse.
She asked me how old my son was and I replied, "He's five." She couldn't belive it. She said, "He is a very smart and charming boy. I thought he was older. He has such a wide vocabulary unlike anything I've ever seen before! It's amazing how he can switch from one language to another!"
She asked where he goes to school and i replied "Montessori." "Wow that works then! But I have to give you credit," she said. "You are raising a fine boy."
I know I'm not alone in wondering if I'm a good mom.
Mommyhood can be very competitive and isolating.
You are bombarded with information on what to do and what not to do.
I let Quino watch TV from the time he was a baby. I let him play PS3, Wii, ipad. I let him bike and swim and run. I let him eat chicken nuggets and I try my best to bribe him to eat veggies.
I buy apps that teach him to read and write and do math and I buy Angry birds Go, Angry birds Jenga and Lego the Hobbit.
I do my best and I trust my instincts. I try my darndest to drown the noise around me and do what feels right for our family.
Most of all, I love him.
At the end of the day, I want him to look back on his childhood with the fondest of memories and know that I loved him with all my heart and soul.
My wish is that moms would stop conparing and competing. We are all in this together. What every mom needs is the encouragement and validation that they are doing the best they can do.
I am a good mom. You are a good mom. We are good moms.
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