Hello there, I can see you from over here, and I have to be honest—I’m assessing your parenting skills.
I notice you grasp your child’s hand in the parking lot while they squirm and attempt to escape. You lift them into the air, and despite the fatigue from managing a whirlwind of activity, you turn them upside down and tickle their exposed belly. Their joyous laughter resonates, reaching my ears even from this distance.
I think I know you. Perhaps you work outside the home or maybe you’re a stay-at-home parent; it’s hard to tell. You reassure yourself that your child will turn out just fine, yet there’s a nagging uncertainty about whether you’ve made the right choices.
I watch as you kneel down to hold your daughter’s chin, compelling her to meet your gaze. Outside the ice cream shop, frustration washes over you as you address her for hitting her sibling. Yet, you speak softly, mindful of her feelings, even when your inner thoughts scream, “I just want to raise a kind child.” But I suspect you don’t voice that aloud.
You appear weary at times. Occasionally, you glance around, perhaps questioning how you ended up with so many little ones who insist on calling you “mommy.” They cling to you, their sticky fingers leaving traces of their adventures. Still, you pour every ounce of love and energy into them, without hesitation.
I see you gently wipe away the tears from your daughter’s face after her speedy tumble—she was running at full tilt when she tripped over a rock. She looked to you for comfort, knowing you would be there. I can see the effort you put into maintaining a calm expression; you understand that your reaction influences her own emotional state.
Your affection for your child is palpable when he climbs into your lap, resting his hand on your cheek to draw your attention. You pause your conversation with a friend, and the moment your eyes meet his, they light up with a love that feels almost foreign, yet familiar.
As you drive, your daughter cries out about the sun in her eyes. Without hesitation, you remove your sunglasses and hand them to her, instinctively wanting to ease her discomfort.
At the playground, you pull out your phone to capture a few snapshots of their cuteness. Then, you take a moment to check social media—just a quick interaction with the adult world. I noticed someone without children advise you to cherish every moment while casting a pointed glance at your phone. If only I could trip them for you!
I also witness how you are often hard on yourself—wondering, “Am I doing enough? Are they developing normally? Have I made mistakes that could impact them?” It’s a relentless cycle of self-doubt.
Yet here I am, observing you and forming my judgments, and if only you could step back and truly see yourself, you’d realize that you are, indeed, enough.
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In summary, parenting is an intricate journey filled with self-reflection and love. You may often feel uncertain about your decisions, but the dedication you show to your children speaks volumes about your commitment. Remember, you are doing enough.