3. Chill out
With total lockdown came total uncertainty. And to make sure our lives stayed on track, discipline mattered. Of course too much of anything is a pain in the *S@. And the kid has not shied away from pointing it out to me on many occasions. And yet, if things need to get done, it needs to be done on a schedule.
The major flipside to setting a routine is that there's often no room in it for flexibility or deviations of any sort. And thus begins the mom stress.
As I still battle my need for order and the kid's natural urge to disrupt it, I'm learning that letting go is the only way to co-exist in peace. What a pain this is proving to be!
Mommyhood unravels you in the most unexpected ways. While you find yourself feeling inexplicable love for this little human you've managed to create, you also discover your worst flaws.
Relax. Relax. Relax. I tell myself.
The kid doesn't need to learn every fact by the age of 6. Doesn't need to ace every extra curricular activity out there.
That's the issue. I'm the boho mom struggling to be the tiger mom. And the result ain't always pretty.
Some children flourish better when they're free and dreamy. And some mothers are meant to be the quirky companions they need to truly shine and soar.
A year of global pause and it's only now that I'm learning that there is magic in slowing down, in opting out (at times) and letting them be.
God! 2020, you've been such a slap in my face. And I have no choice but to thank you for it.
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