Hi Friends, I am happy to introduce you to Aesha Shah. She has consented for a Guest Post in our Blog. You can find her Biodata in the End. Enjoy her Post.
It is always interesting to read other’s confessions. A parent’s confession is rarely done and is the icing on the cake. I have confronted a few of my friends to give their confessions.
Most of the confessions were about the “Me Time” they would love to have. They had a guilty pleasure about it. I have given few confessions here, which touched my heart. Hope you find it interesting too. The confessions are in their own words and identities are not revealed to safeguard interest.
1. A single Mother’s confession:
“My experience of motherhood as a single working parent living in Mumbai was very challenging.
My son was like any other 15-year-old teenage boy. I always wanted my son to help me around with the household chores. He rarely helped me with the chores.
As a single parent, it was necessary that I teach him all this from a young age. So I blocked some time with my son for a discussion on how the home front would be managed. So cooking, which fell into my set of responsibility was managed by arranging a cook and various other household duties were divided amongst us.
I have to confess here, that the young lad was indeed carrying out his responsibility very seriously and thoughtfully. I was taken aback by surprise.
He sorted the clothes, washed and folded it neatly. When I came tired from office, he offered to help me with my list of chores. We did it together and had fun. We had a hearty chat about our day. I never knew when my son had grown to take some responsibilities.
I have to confess life has taught my son a lot and I am proud of him that he will grow up to be a man who respects women. There were many lessons for me too. The most important being –trust your child. Children have a strong sense of right and wrong and apply that in the most unexpected of situations. I feel guilty that I didn’t trust my child earlier.
2. A stay at home mom’s confession:
I was working full time in the U.S. until my son was almost two. It was tough, juggling between work and home, but had some support from my in-laws, nanny and my husband (whenever he was in town, as he had a traveling job).
Then the roller coaster ride started. I had to quit work as my son started getting sick a lot, and unfortunately, both my in-laws passed away in short duration. It was such a tough time for us as a family, but somehow with time things fell into place.
I almost started looking for work but found out that I was expecting a baby again. After delivering, my second son I realized how hard it is handling two boys all by myself with my husband traveling for 4 days a week. I had a long bad postpartum depression.
I have to confess that this situation made me so frustrated at times that I become too irritated. My older son was affected the most. I felt guilty, but I couldn’t control my anger. There are times I felt like putting my kids in a daycare center and go to work full time, like most of my friends here in the U.S. But then I realized my situation was so different from theirs. I wanted to be around when my kids needed me.They have no family apart from me and their dad who also wasn’t around most of the week.
I now understood the importance of family and how important grandparents are for kids. I feel so unfortunate to have lost my in-laws and my parents are far away and cannot be with us.
I confess I used to be so stressed having my second child, but now I realize he is a gift sent for my older son from my in-laws. I feel proud when people appreciate me for raising my boys single – handed in a foreign country.
3. Mother of two-confess:
I always had my doubt to make up my mind for a second child, as I had never felt the need until my daughter made me realize it. It was for her desire for a sibling that I went ahead with the idea. Then came the question of this wide age difference. My daughter was 10 years and by the time we decided to have a second child she will be aged 11. That was a huge difference! So I went through articles on children with a huge age gap, the pros, and cons of it etc. It was only then I decided to have one.
But I will confess, though it was a tough decision, I enjoyed all the attention I got from all the people around me. My older daughter was all grown up and I loved that she pampered me too.
Generally, people feel older with two kids, but after having my second daughter, I feel younger and I enjoy elder daughter’s pre-teen years and younger one’s infancy.
4. Smiley Mother’s confession
I have learned from my son, how important the art of presenting the food. My son was just a two year old when he taught me this. Whenever I used to serve him roti he used to insist that I fold it in a semi-circle and put it on his plate so as it looks like a smiley happy face. He would not like if I placed it the other way round as then it would make it a sad face and no one would like to be sad while eating meals. I confess I have never before paid attention to such details and you never cease to learn from kids.
5. Toddler Mother’s Confession
I confess I yell at my child when he has the habit of bed-wetting. I know he’s very young and I have to train him, but after a long, tiring day if I have to wake up in the middle of the night, I got really annoyed.
6. A busy Dad’s Confession:
As I have very long working hours, I always regret not spending enough time with my daughter. I have to commute long distances and my work makes me travel a lot too. However, I make it a point to be there for all the important functions in school or her competitions to cheer her and support her. However, I confess, though I spend quality time with her, I would love to be with her more and miss small things like wishing her good night or playing with her before bed time.
7. A Dad’s confession:
I confess I have yet to teach my son the importance of saving. We teach our children, mostly all things that are necessary, but sometimes fail to teach the importance of money. Mostly nowadays we tend to give children every materialistic thing without them asking for it too. I confess as a dad that I have yet to instill the value of money and importance of saving it. I confess I gave my child whatever he asks for, even after my wife has refused to give him.
8. Out of records confession:
Of course, I love the kids and all that cute and cuddly stuff. But then there are times when they transform into these little monsters who are capable of wiping everything that comes their way and that’s when I think, that I wish I had some super powers so I would convert into ‘The Hulk” and just fling these little monsters away.
I would like to thank all my friends for sharing their experiences and parenting stories. It was extremely heart rendering when you shared your very personal memories with me. This definitely provided quite a few life lessons and would help me in my parenting journey too.
So, what is yours? Take this opportunity to say sorry to your kid and leave the burden here. Leave the guilt here and go free.
About the Author:
Hi, I am Aesha Shah.I am a blogger by passion and a teacher by qualification. I am an avid reader whose passions are writing and traveling. I enjoyed my experiences as a parent a lot and set up my blog on parenting- www.aboutparentandkid.com this year.
I love writing about women empowerment. You can read my views on my personal blog www.aeshahshah.wordpress.com.