So I haven’t been writing for a long while now. It’s tough when I don’t know what my aim is and what I’m supposed to be doing other than folding laundry, mopping the floor and making sure my children are fed and alive, go to school and all that. You get what I mean. I have lost all sense of purpose other than being a mother. Anyways, I have also been using my time to write a novel. My first novel. I have no idea when it will get published (or ever will be) but I’m working on it anyhow. It gives me a feeling of being alive.
picture of my little boy going to school with our furry member of the family
Back to the title of this article, children are stronger than we give them credit for. I was walking with my youngest son to school this morning and it suddenly struck me that he’s okay with school now. My husband sent a text message to me yesterday saying he was proud of our little boy for not complaining about going to school anymore. And he was right, our littlest boy has stopped saying “I don’t want to go to school”. It’s now March. 3 months into the school year, the first school holiday is just a few days away. You have no idea how tough it was for little L to go to school in the first month, or second. He cried every morning. He complained everyday about how long the school hours were (four), he said he hated Chinese lesson (because we don’t speak Chinese at home). It took everything of me to not pull him out of school. I kept convincing myself that it wasn’t necessary for a 5-year-old to go through this kind of stress, school wasn’t necessary until Primary School bla bla bla. It was hard for me to see him suffer like that.
What you don’t know is that I tend to give in or cave in to bringing my children out of their misery. I just have this urge to protect them from feeling scared, “tortured” or doing things they don’t want to do. I know, I sound like a helicopter parent. I assure you it’s a little bit different than that. I allow my kids to fall, get hurt, do things that are risky. But I have a tendency to protect them from emotional pain. That’s just me.
Well, what do I know? He’s completely fine with school these days.
Imagine what I would have done to his growing mind if I had pulled him out of school that first month? He wouldn’t have been able to see how strong he was, how adaptable he was and how he could cope with something he thought was too tough for him to stand.
He is not the only one that has taught me this lesson. My eldest and my middle one have both had many incidences of me wanting to protect them, bring them away from whatever that was making them scared or uncomfortable. Yet again, with some trust and belief in their strength, I had allowed them (to my own discomfort) to show me how strong they are as a person.
Children are stronger than we give them credit for.
The real question is, are we strong enough to let them go through the hurdles that will allow them to see through their own strength?
Lili is a wife and a mum to 3 boys. An aspiring writer. Adores creativity, art and beautiful creations. Dog lover. Gentle-parenting follower. Follow her parenting journey at http://www.happywehappyfamily.com where she writes about family happiness and how to stay connected to our spouse and kids.