Alright, enough pity partying. Let’s get back to business:
May: Become a better mother.
This shouldn’t be so hard; I’ve only been a mother for six and a half months. I consider myself a mother who is laid back and gentle. I want McCoy to discover things for himself, but with the help of a leader (me). I hope that he understands that he can always explore and look around, ask questions and listen to the answers. I want him to be able to make conclusions and predictions and learn about the world around him. I want to help him through these processes without hindering his abilities to grow. I want him to fall down a few times (*gasp*) and hit his little head (*double gasp*) so that he learns how to prevent it the next time. I want to raise an independent young man who will be able to take care of himself and a family one day.
So, to do this, I’m going to focus on a couple of things for myself. First, I will try better at rushing to him when he starts to cry. I am going to start doing this to encourage him to become a self-soother. But let’s not get carried away—I mean, if he’s crying, I will comfort him. Second, I want to always show him that I will be there—even if it’s in another room or across post. I want him to know that I will be back soon. I think this is an area where I need the least amount of work and the most amount of work. Confused? Well, I do a good job of arriving to and from CDC at the same time each day. But when I’m teaching piano lessons, I could practice telling McCoy I will be back in a little while or after Elizabeth’s lesson. I mean, he can understand me. I just know it.
I also want to spend more quality time with him. My little project this week will tell me exactly how much time I’m spending with and without him and I can re-evaluate my situation. Mom told me that the time I do spend with McCoy is quality time—she assured me that even some stay-at-home mothers don’t spend quality time with their children.
May should be a fun month! I’m glad that this is what is in store for me to practice, because with all the stress of the end of the year and programs, I will need my safe-haven—McCoy. I love him dearly!
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