In the realm of parenting, it’s almost impossible to escape the shadow of our parents. Whether you’re striving to meet their expectations or determined to surpass them, your parents inevitably serve as the benchmark against which you gauge your own parenting skills.
Growing up, my parents were the epitome of organization and discipline. By the time my siblings and I were confronted with any rules or plans, they had already been firmly established—no room for negotiation. Despite this, they successfully raised three imaginative individuals, where punctuality, meticulous planning, and adherence to strict guidelines became aspirational goals for the future, but not quite for the present.
It’s fascinating how my siblings and I, despite sharing the same upbringing, have diverged so significantly in our paths. This is one of the many enigmas of sibling dynamics, isn’t it? We grew up in the same household, yet our lives and careers have taken vastly different trajectories. We’re all creative in our own right—a physician specializing in fertility, an interior decorator, and a writer—but we each create entirely different kinds of work.
Even now, as adults in our 40s and 50s, we find ourselves still influenced by our parents. We aim to act in ways that would make them proud, and our children seem to carry that same inclination. We recognize the importance of dressing appropriately for various occasions, often opting to dress up rather than down. Our kids have been instilled with a strong foundation in Jewish values, which guides them morally and ethically, while still permitting some indulgences like lobster dinners and movie outings on Fridays.
Despite being well into middle age, we continue to weigh our choices with the thought, “What would Mom and Dad think of this?” They remain a guiding compass in our lives as we navigate adulthood, parenthood, partnerships, and our responsibilities as global citizens. It’s a legacy that can feel daunting to uphold.
I vividly recall the first night I cradled my newborn daughter, Emily, in a rocking chair. Holding her tiny hands, I gazed into her innocent eyes and pondered, “What will I do over the next 17 years to mess her up?” She cooed back at me, blissfully unaware. Fast forward to now, at nearly 14, and I can only imagine the list of grievances she might have. Just the other day, as I was packing her for summer camp—right in the same spot where we shared that first moment—she rolled her eyes and reminded me, “Don’t be such a controlling mom.” Clearly, she’s got a future list brewing.
Our children love us unconditionally, and while I occasionally wonder if it’s influenced by a mild case of Stockholm Syndrome, I mostly believe it’s genuine love that borders on friendship. Yet, a cloud of guilt lingers over me—a nagging feeling that I might inadvertently complicate their journey into adulthood. Perhaps I should avoid discussing them in blogs like this one, but then again, maybe I’m just giving them fodder for future therapy sessions.
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In summary, while our parents set a high standard, navigating our own paths as parents often leads us to question how closely we mirror their teachings. The challenge of following in their footsteps is both daunting and enriching, shaping the way we raise our own children.
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