Avoid These 5 Parenting Mistakes
The other night, my youngest child lost his first tooth.
How in the world did this happen? He was a baby a few minutes ago.
It dawned on me… I don’t have a baby anymore. My children are all either big kids, or grown-ups. My oldest daughter is 20, and my youngest will be going into the first-grade next week.
I started thinking about all that has happened in the last 20 years. When I had my first child, I had NO idea what to do! Babies don’t come with manuals.
Yes, there are books…TONS AND TONS of books… but they all say something different. How are you supposed to know who to believe?
Should you be a gentle, caring parent who gives their children space to explore, or do you rule with a firm hand and instill a touch of fear?
Unfortunately, there are no right answers. What works for one child, fails with another.
On the bright side, I can tell you about a few parenting mistakes that are easy to avoid.
Don’t bring your newborn to his/her first pediatrician’s appointment without a fresh diaper (or three), wipes and a blanket.
Yep, I didn’t bring any of those. The nurse had to wrap my naked little girl into her perfectly white sweater. I’ve never been so scared in my life.
When your week-old son sneezes… don’t tell him to say “excuse me.” Yep, I did that. I didn’t even realize I’d said it until my ex-husband turned to me and asked “Did you seriously tell the newborn to say “excuse me”?
In my defense, he was my third child (the girls were 2 and 4), and I was EXTREMELY sleep deprived.
Don’t pack the diaper bag so full that it gives you a backache. Yep, done that too. Since I carried the diaper bag with me everywhere, the craziest things would get packed in there.
The baby and car seat will be heavy enough…you don’t need to be also carrying around a diaper bag with cans of soup included.
Don’t ask… I still don’t know why they were in there.
When you find out you’re pregnant, and you are explaining how the baby got in your tummy to your toddler and preschooler… but VERY, VERY careful with the wording you use.
We were in the middle of a busy grocery store when my four-year-old yelled at the top of her lungs “Daddy put a baby in my belly!”
I promise at that moment, you won’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Don’t ever, ever, EVER expect to have a grown-up conversation at the mall with friends (who, of course, were guys) when your 3-year old son hasn’t had his nap.
As I stood there trying to look cool…my 3-year old son is screaming and flailing himself on the floor. Yep, I SO did not pull off the “cool” look.