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Ever since I can remember I wished I had sisters. I have one brother and I adored (adore) him
You’re not mine, but I love you like you are. You’re not my niece or nephew by blood, but you are by choice…and that pretty much means you’re stuck with me forever. You are so much them, and you are so much YOU at the same time. You’re stuck at a party without a safe driver?
Read the books if you want, just don’t let them make you feel like an idiot, and don’t let your God-given instinct be the last on your list of reputable opinions to that you listen to. We don’t need a PhD to be a parent and it’s okay to trust ourselves. I gotta attempt to let myself off the hook from being the parent I believed I would be as a nineteen year old judgey arsehole, and I also have to make peace with the fact that there’s no book I can follow that will make parenting un-messy and uncomplicated. I’m not saying books and articles aren’t helpful, I’m just saying let’s also LEAN IN, let’s lean into the parents we are and trust ourselves.
Once upon a time, a boy was a little boy. Once upon a time, a boy was a big boy. Someday soon this young man will be a full grown man, but he will also always be my baby, my toddler, my little boy, my big boy, my preteen, my young man and my son. I hope and pray he makes waves and ripples with the good that’s in his soul, and that he holds nothing back from being the man I know he’s meant to be.