I’m learning a lot as a parent these days. I never knew how different raising a girl & raising a boy really is. I’m so blessed that I have the opportunity to experience both. Still… with new experiences comes unfamiliar territory & searches for the best way to parent each individual child. I never thought I’d be very good at raising a boy. I wasn’t sure I was cut out for their “roughness” & “rambunctious behavior” (ironic how God gave me such a boyish son), but the truth is that, as crazy as it is, I love it. His willingness to try anything without fear is quite amusing. He keeps me on my toes & he definitely keeps Brian & I laughing. I’m discovering something about myself & my parenting technique… in almost all situations with my children, I’ve found that I’m really just looking for balance. So this poses a question in raising a son…
How do I as a mother, embrace my sons boyish behavior, refrain from turning him into a sissy that sits quiet & pretty, keep from squelching his born instinct to be rough… all with limitations, boundaries, & discipline? Seems like dealing with Keely at his age was pretty cut & dry. My son… is just a brute (for lack of a better word). He would literally climb the walls if I left him alone long enough. I could give a million examples of his daily ambitions. Brian suggested that we get him a helmet since it has become a rarity that he isn’t walking around with a big goose egg or some brutal bruise on his melon.
So… I’m figuring out a little everyday about how to keep balance with my son… how to embrace him as a boy & also keep him from tearing my house apart from the bottom up. haha. I have to realize that I am ultimately striving to raise a man… a REAL man, a man of dignity, of strength, & confidence… not a man with his tail tucked between his legs, not a man with no respect, & not a man too scared of failure to pursue the dreams that God has impressed on his heart & stand by his commitments. I am convinced that parenting is not only one of the most important jobs I’ll ever have, but one of the most challenging. I’m blessed to be in such a good marriage… I don’t know how people do this job successfully without it.
Any good advice/personal experiences on raising boys? I’m all ears.
I’m learning a lot as a parent these days. I never knew how different raising a girl & raising a boy really is. I’m so blessed that I have the opportunity to experience both. Still… with new experiences comes unfamiliar territory & searches for the best way to parent each individual child. I never thought I’d be very good at raising a boy. I wasn’t sure I was cut out for their “roughness” & “rambunctious behavior” (ironic how God gave me such a boyish son), but the truth is that, as crazy as it is, I love it. His willingness to try anything without fear is quite amusing. He keeps me on my toes & he definitely keeps Brian & I laughing. I’m discovering something about myself & my parenting technique… in almost all situations with my children, I’ve found that I’m really just looking for balance. So this poses a question in raising a son…
How do I as a mother, embrace my sons boyish behavior, refrain from turning him into a sissy that sits quiet & pretty, keep from squelching his born instinct to be rough… all with limitations, boundaries, & discipline? Seems like dealing with Keely at his age was pretty cut & dry. My son… is just a brute (for lack of a better word). He would literally climb the walls if I left him alone long enough. I could give a million examples of his daily ambitions. Brian suggested that we get him a helmet since it has become a rarity that he isn’t walking around with a big goose egg or some brutal bruise on his melon.
So… I’m figuring out a little everyday about how to keep balance with my son… how to embrace him as a boy & also keep him from tearing my house apart from the bottom up. haha. I have to realize that I am ultimately striving to raise a man… a REAL man, a man of dignity, of strength, & confidence… not a man with his tail tucked between his legs, not a man with no respect, & not a man too scared of failure to pursue the dreams that God has impressed on his heart & stand by his commitments. I am convinced that parenting is not only one of the most important jobs I’ll ever have, but one of the most challenging. I’m blessed to be in such a good marriage… I don’t know how people do this job successfully without it.
Any good advice/personal experiences on raising boys? I’m all ears.
I’m learning a lot as a parent these days. I never knew how different raising a girl & raising a boy really is. I’m so blessed that I have the opportunity to experience both. Still… with new experiences comes unfamiliar territory & searches for the best way to parent each individual child. I never thought I’d be very good at raising a boy. I wasn’t sure I was cut out for their “roughness” & “rambunctious behavior” (ironic how God gave me such a boyish son), but the truth is that, as crazy as it is, I love it. His willingness to try anything without fear is quite amusing. He keeps me on my toes & he definitely keeps Brian & I laughing. I’m discovering something about myself & my parenting technique… in almost all situations with my children, I’ve found that I’m really just looking for balance. So this poses a question in raising a son…
How do I as a mother, embrace my sons boyish behavior, refrain from turning him into a sissy that sits quiet & pretty, keep from squelching his born instinct to be rough… all with limitations, boundaries, & discipline? Seems like dealing with Keely at his age was pretty cut & dry. My son… is just a brute (for lack of a better word). He would literally climb the walls if I left him alone long enough. I could give a million examples of his daily ambitions. Brian suggested that we get him a helmet since it has become a rarity that he isn’t walking around with a big goose egg or some brutal bruise on his melon.
So… I’m figuring out a little everyday about how to keep balance with my son… how to embrace him as a boy & also keep him from tearing my house apart from the bottom up. haha. I have to realize that I am ultimately striving to raise a man… a REAL man, a man of dignity, of strength, & confidence… not a man with his tail tucked between his legs, not a man with no respect, & not a man too scared of failure to pursue the dreams that God has impressed on his heart & stand by his commitments. I am convinced that parenting is not only one of the most important jobs I’ll ever have, but one of the most challenging. I’m blessed to be in such a good marriage… I don’t know how people do this job successfully without it.
Any good advice/personal experiences on raising boys? I’m all ears.
I’m learning a lot as a parent these days. I never knew how different raising a girl & raising a boy really is. I’m so blessed that I have the opportunity to experience both. Still… with new experiences comes unfamiliar territory & searches for the best way to parent each individual child. I never thought I’d be very good at raising a boy. I wasn’t sure I was cut out for their “roughness” & “rambunctious behavior” (ironic how God gave me such a boyish son), but the truth is that, as crazy as it is, I love it. His willingness to try anything without fear is quite amusing. He keeps me on my toes & he definitely keeps Brian & I laughing. I’m discovering something about myself & my parenting technique… in almost all situations with my children, I’ve found that I’m really just looking for balance. So this poses a question in raising a son…
How do I as a mother, embrace my sons boyish behavior, refrain from turning him into a sissy that sits quiet & pretty, keep from squelching his born instinct to be rough… all with limitations, boundaries, & discipline? Seems like dealing with Keely at his age was pretty cut & dry. My son… is just a brute (for lack of a better word). He would literally climb the walls if I left him alone long enough. I could give a million examples of his daily ambitions. Brian suggested that we get him a helmet since it has become a rarity that he isn’t walking around with a big goose egg or some brutal bruise on his melon.
So… I’m figuring out a little everyday about how to keep balance with my son… how to embrace him as a boy & also keep him from tearing my house apart from the bottom up. haha. I have to realize that I am ultimately striving to raise a man… a REAL man, a man of dignity, of strength, & confidence… not a man with his tail tucked between his legs, not a man with no respect, & not a man too scared of failure to pursue the dreams that God has impressed on his heart & stand by his commitments. I am convinced that parenting is not only one of the most important jobs I’ll ever have, but one of the most challenging. I’m blessed to be in such a good marriage… I don’t know how people do this job successfully without it.
Any good advice/personal experiences on raising boys? I’m all ears.