The Pressures of being a Mom

Its a lot of pressure being a parent. When you go out in public, you see people stare. Some are pleasant, others are judgmental and you know they are just waiting for your child to act out so they can judge the way you parent.  Everyone's got their own opinions on how to raise a child and that's great, but not if we are closing our minds to other concepts and ideas on other parenting styles. It's a lot of pressure always trying your hardest to do what is right for your baby, and it's even harder when others don't support you.

I for one have absolutely no idea what I am doing, and that is terrifying to me. I often stress about the right way to handle situations or what to say, or how to react. If you are blessed, like I am, to have an authentic and true support system around you then you know how wonderful and special that can be.  But if you're going it alone, then it can be infinitely harder.

My first real scare and moment of judgement can when Grayson had his first real fall the other day out on the concrete. He was running down the drive way and I looked away for one seconds and he fell. Splitting his lip open and practically giving me a heart attack. I felt really bad thinking it was my fault, but the reality is it will be one of many accidents and I can't beat myself up after every single one. 

At the end of the day though, I know that I have acted out of love and would never do anything to purposefully harm my baby. There's really no hand book or sure-fire way to raising a child, but I of course  hope I don't mess things up too much along the way. *wink* I just want my son to be a happy kid, and that's really all I can ask for.