Thursday, March 24, 2016

I Want to Scream I Love You At the Top of My Lungs, But I'm Afraid That Someone Will Hear Me

We're fresh off the second round of Parent Teacher Conferences for the year.  The kids are doing very well.  I have realized that PTC feel like a statement about how we're doing as parents.  Especially since I went back to school, I've been sensitive about any evidence that I'm neglecting my kids' needs.

I don't have personal experience of growing up in a large family.  I have one sister.  Many of my childhood friends are from larger families, like between 8 and 11 kids.  These friends are still dear friends (or maybe a spouse).  They turned out fine.  So why am I sure that I can't take care of mine?

I realized the problem.  I don't have personal experience of feeling loved and cared for as part of a larger group of siblings.  I don't have an intuitive grasp of how that feels, so I'm insecure about being only one Mom for seven diverse little people.