My son is an introspective, literature-loving, slightly quirky individual. He has his fair share of ditzy moments, can become laser-focused, and is prone to tears over even the slightest emotional trigger.
In many ways, he mirrors me—so much so that it can be a bit unsettling. For instance, when he’s engrossed in a book, it could be as if a Mack Truck rumbled through our living room, and he’d remain blissfully unaware. He exhibits my calm demeanor for long stretches, only to erupt into tears after his sister makes a silly face at him. Raising a younger version of myself is both enlightening and, at times, incredibly irritating.
Here are 10 reasons why:
- When he makes a silly mistake, it’s my genetics that take the hit. For example, if he forgets he’s brushing his teeth and just stands there looking perplexed, my partner will shrug and say, “Wow, he’s just like you.” It’s painful, but accurate.
- I’m not exactly the best role model for adulting. When I scold him for talking with his mouth full, it’s hard for him to take me seriously, especially since I’m doing the very same thing.
- I can anticipate his thoughts, which isn’t always a blessing, particularly when he glares at me after I’ve confiscated the iPad.
- I watch him wrestle with the same challenges I faced. Common sense, for example, is something you learn through experience, and it often comes with a fair share of teasing from others until you get it right. I once managed to cover my parents’ garage in a fine layer of dirt while sweeping with the door open. Classic me.
- I find myself much less frustrated with my daughter, who resembles her father. I’ve learned how to navigate her quirks, which makes it easier.
- I’ve come to realize just how frustrating I can be as a person. I struggle to listen attentively, have a terrible sense of direction, and frequently forget things. It’s no wonder I find him equally exasperating.
- I genuinely want to help him navigate life’s hurdles. Yet, I understand that he’ll learn best through his own failures—just as I did. He needs to stumble, face plant, and bump into obstacles to truly grow.
- At parent-teacher conferences, I find myself on the other side of the desk, hearing about my own childhood antics—love letters, crushes, and general silliness. At least his math scores are solid.
- Trying to reason with a younger version of myself feels like a futile exercise in circular arguments. We can go back and forth until we’re both so frustrated that we want to throw each other overboard.
- I have to relive every awkward social encounter. He has a sensitive heart that will undoubtedly face its share of heartbreaks. He’ll feel out of place in large gatherings and experience loneliness.
Ultimately, my best hope is to guide him through this journey, albeit imperfectly. That’s why we welcomed his little sister into our lives.
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Summary:
This reflection shares the humorous and challenging experiences of raising a son who mirrors the author’s own quirks. From navigating everyday frustrations to witnessing his emotional struggles, the author highlights the unique journey of parenting a child who is so much like herself.
