As a parent, I’ve come to realize that I can be honest about the difficulties of raising children. There are times when I genuinely don’t have a clue what I’m doing, and it’s okay to admit that.
Drawing from the wisdom of Louis Szekely, known to many as Louis C.K., he humorously highlights the struggles of parenthood: “Having kids can be tough because it’s so mundane… They’ll read you the same story for what feels like an eternity, and you have to balance being proud and utterly bored.” It’s refreshing to hear a voice that acknowledges the exhausting reality of parenting.
We’re not superheroes, and our kids will quickly figure that out. They’ll push us to our limits, demanding just one more bedtime story or, during intimate moments, suddenly need a glass of water. They’ll also hold us accountable for our contradictions.
Instead of striving for perfection, I want to focus on being authentically human. I want to learn from my missteps and apologize when I falter. My approach? Forgive myself and move forward. Kids are ever-evolving beings, and I can always start anew. If today doesn’t go as planned, I can forgive myself and try again tomorrow.
Recently, I took my son, Max, for an eye exam. The optometrist was unkind and insisted on administering eye drops, which I could accept, but he clearly lacked a compassionate approach. As a pediatric specialist, his demeanor suggested he might have been better suited for a military role than working with children.
When Max, just two years old, resisted the drops, the doctor ordered me to hold him down. Caught off guard, I complied, restraining Max while he cried. Afterward, he quickly moved on, playing with toys in the waiting area, but I was left feeling terrible. I knew there had to be a gentler way, and I felt like I had let Max down.
Later, a friend reminded me that my role as a parent isn’t about perfection, but about being human, compassionate, and forgiving. When we returned home, I apologized to Max for my actions and assured him I wouldn’t repeat that behavior. This acknowledgment was significant; I don’t need to present a flawless image. Making mistakes is part of the journey, and what matters is taking responsibility and learning from those moments.
Children don’t just absorb what we say; they observe what we do. If I can forgive myself for my shortcomings, hopefully, Max will learn to do the same. That’s a lesson worth imparting.
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In conclusion, embracing imperfection in parenting opens the door to growth and understanding, both for us and for our children.