13 days ago
Do you tend to recall some of your favorite books when you were a child, and read them to your kids? Or how about a memory of something you really enjoyed doing with your parents and now you do with your kids?
During a conversation with some friends this weekend, the topic came up on how we are all the same age yet had very different childhoods. How we read some of our favorite books to our kids and it floods us with memories of simpler times in our lives. I realized something as I started speaking out loud, that I don’t have many of these memories that I’m able to share with my daughter. My parents never read books to us, thus I’m not familiar with some of the most popular children books that are around, such as llama llama, brown bear, etc that my daughter absolutely loves. My parents didn’t teach me how to ride a bike, and it’s something I look forward to experience for the first time with my daughter. I had to learn all the famous nursery rhymes when I had my daughter, and my husband often laughs at me when I’m in the midst of singing something to my daughter and get over half the words wrong.
I often feel like I’m parenting blindly, and praying that I raise a daughter who will turn out semi normal, lol. I have no role models that I’m trying to immolate. I’m raising my daughter in a very different world than what mine was. We are both learning new stories together, experiencing life events together that are new to both of us, and making memories together.
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