Sunday, January 16, 2011

Adventures of a mom of three- masterpiece

Eldest Son. Logan

You know how people always think that their child is "gifted"? They are always bragging how "advanced" they are. I don't actually mind it, what kind of parent would you be if you were to not think the world of your child. There are studies out there, that state that no matter what, every child develops at the same pace. Studies, I really could not care less about what any study has ever told me. All I know, is what i "study" myself. You could say that i have a really bad case of mama bear syndrome. I don't like when people offer me "solutions" unless I ask for them and I think my child is more advanced than anyone I've seen. (unless of course it is any of my friends children in which case they are gifted to me as well) I'm prejudice that way. I supposed that makes me come off as a beast, I couldn't care less, I was raised to not care what other people think. You can say what you want about that, how it is impossible, or that would make me unable to have a real connection with someone. That's what the studies state right? eh think what you want, I don't care. See what I did there?

I look at raising these kids as my masterpiece, nothing I will ever create in my life will ever come close to these miracles. When Logan was born, there was a lot I didn't know, but it did come to me. Little by little in my own time I developed as a person, and as a mother. He was such a fragile little man, but as he grew there was a mature nature about him. When he was one he said "book" clear as day. He would listen and repeat earlier than that. All his syllables were separate, never slurring or mumbled. He was polite, smart and beautiful. When it comes to these things, he is advanced. He could count to ten by the time he was 18 months, he could do the whole abc's and tell you his favorite color by the time he was a little older than 2. All things he learned from "moose and zee" he says. (moose and zee are my heroes by the way). Then the mother bear hits, don't let him near the children who still act like they are 2, but he is two, why not? All these thoughts are going through my head, when in reality, you can't take that away from him. 

I read in a book a few months back about a father who only read his newborn out of a history book, put all the letters in a mobile above his bed. Everything was education to this man. He enrolled his 10 year old boy at harvard, he graduated by the time he was 16 I believe. He was a math wiz, could add numbers in his head , that the rest of us could barely do on paper. His job when he graduated was a low salary job where he used a calculator even though he didn't have to. He was homeless, and refused to use anything he had learn in school to his advantage. Then it hit me, Logan could be smart, he could be advanced, but he is still normal, still needs to be a normal child. Ok make it his choice always no matter what. If you think I think my child will be a homeless man if I ever push him to do his best, you don't know me very well and stop reading my blog!! 

Loganism number one "its ok peighton, I'm here, Ive got you" 
That's all i care about. 

When you are a parent you will get all sorts of "advice" listen and if it gets to be too much let people know. Because you are the one who is in control, its your masterpiece. No one knows what they are doing, no one. I look at them and know I did the right thing when I had them. Every one. Its hard, but they will be exactly how I allow them to be. So I teach what I can, while I can, and hope they can take that, mix in some of their own ideas, and become the best versions of themselves.
What more could you ask for?

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