Now I know why people loved Stream of Consciousness Sunday. I get so caught up in programs and sponsored posts and reviews and work that sometimes I want to just write. And sometimes, the words just don’t come.
With Jana’s SOC Sunday, I get a quick prompt and 5 minutes to just type whatever comes out of my brain and gets channeled through my fingers.
Today, I chose to go with Jana’s (totally optional) writing prompt:
What is something you have passed on (on purpose or not) to your children?
Or what did your parents pass on to you?
He is his mother’s son. I’m the mother. He’s the son. I think that no matter how hard you try, your children become like you and you become like your parents.
We’re quick to notice all the cute things. My son has my sense of humor. He’s a jokester. The other day I explained sarcasm to him. He gets it. In fact, he’s gotten it for quite some time. he just could put a name to it.
Those things make me proud. He’s just like me. I want that.
But then, I see things I don’t like coming out in him. And I realize, Oh my God. That’s me. Those are my words coming out of his mouth.
He uses my expressions. He says my bad words. He whines when he doesn’t get his way. He gets angry for reasons he can’t explain. He gets depressed when he’s bored and doesn’t really realize he’s bored. He likes food too much. He’s happier to sit on the couch and watch TV or play video games rather than run outside in the sunshine.
He is my son, through and through. And the older he gets, the more I realize that it goes beyond observation for your children. It goes beyond teaching your children. It then becomes modeling for your children. And oh, how I was I meant professional modeling.
Instead, it’s about good behavior. Healthy behavior. Make the right, moral choices and making him understand that it’s important to always do the right thing even when it’s not the easiest thing.
Much of what i see in myself comes from my parents. I fight it. I hate to give them credit. I’m an independent individual, but like it or not, they shaped me in much the same way I’m shaping my son.
Perhaps it’s a good thing that I only have one kid to shape. But on the other hand, it’s not like I can screw up my first kid and then learn from my mistakes with the second one. This is a one shot deal for me to get it right. And everyday, I have to check and see if I am.