First we label our Children and then we Label ourselves. I must admit no one label can be placed on me I am a multitude of disasters and achievements. I am great at some things and terrible at others (like we all are). Hey even my body doesn’t fit into one label. The size label that fits my bottom half doesn’t fit my top half.
What type of Parent am I ?
I am helicopter parent. One who over protects my child, yet I let them use knives and stir hot pans in the kitchen. I even let them run with scissors and use a hot glue gun. I do not tolerate mess yet I allow them to be creative. I am a walking contradiction to most things in life. My label however only reads my name, thank goodness there is only one of me. But that’s the way I like it. I doubt any expert could truly Label me. (no that’s not a invitation)
This article by ScaryMommy is right on the mark though, the world should STOP labelling us.
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