Becoming A Mother Through My Mother’s Lessons As a child growing up, there were times I would feel my mother would be out to just make my life miserable without realizing there were reasons for her strict and overbearing parenting. The many times I would ask to sleep at a friends house or go to a party and hearing the response, NO! Would drive me mad and make me become rebellious. However, through our ups and downs and all our disagreements we made it through with many learning and memorable lessons. now that I am a mother I understand her ways of parenting and thanks to her many lessons growing up and the many times she’s comforted me through tough times has formed me into the mother I am …show more content…
For the moments I feel that I am losing my patience, I think back to the times my mother should have lost her temper and didn’t. For instance, when I was around 12 years old I was bored at home lying on the kitchen floor while my mother tried to cook for everyone. Meanwhile, my siblings and I bothered her for something and I selfishly cried flailing around about my boredom. Nowadays, when I think back to that day I see her face differently she wore the expression of a tired and worn-out woman that was on the verge of tears. Although, while she swiftly ran around the kitchen she had still made the time to meet all of our needs. As I hear her calm and delicate voice till this day say, “Heather, what’s the matter?” I remember feeling upset and not knowing what to do and after telling her this she said “As soon as I am finished me and you will take a ride, okay?” and with her patience I’ve learned that although there are moments you feel stressed and overrun there are moments your kids don’t understand and taking a calm approach is important. My mother seemed to know the moments I needed a calm patient …show more content…
So, through the tantrums I explain to my kids as my mother would explain to me why the answer is no. One year when I was a teen we had a rough patch financially, due to my father falling ill and as a kid I didn’t understand finances or the struggles some families endure. However, there was something I really wanted that my mother had to tell me no and with this answer she explained “ I’m sorry sweetheart, but not this time. I really don’t have the money for it.” Remembering back to this, her dark brown eyes saddened as she explained with remorse and I could see now that it killed her to tell me no. She had explained to me that there are times we can’t always get what we want or sometimes what we need and that toys, expensive clothes, shoes, or accessories aren’t what’s important in life, but what is important is to be happy with what you do have and that family is what makes happiness. In the moment I was told I didn’t understand, but now looking back it has given me a strong appreciation for her and her hard work. This moment had taught me to show my kids happiness doesn’t come from materialistic
“No,” I answered hollowly. “I can’t say you did.” Her eyes looked down to the floor until she built enough courage to continue her story that I knew I couldn’t avoid.
hard, and rude, and wild” because she is violent, “f[i]ghting with older kids and she
She was the one who showed me all of the nice things you could see if you looked at things a certain way, she taught me how to laugh and how to be a kind and understanding person and when I was younger I thought she was the best that she could do no wrong but everyone does make mistakes and she also showed me that it was okay to make them and by making mistakes you learn what not to do next time.
typical female child of her time. She was told to do as she was told
over to well with me since I know I could have stopped her from getting sick. I
Discuss how any two of the myths of motherhood in the textbook/lecture support or refute what is being discussed in this interview?
parents had just left for vacation to Texas, leaving her home by herself. I was
Throughout my life my mom has always been selfless and generous- especially when it came to her children and grandchildren… ever putting her self last! SHE WAS MY EVERYTHING… Unlike my sister, I was the one that gave my parents their grey hair… It took me longer than most to mature, and the truth is- that’s putting it mildly. Yet through all the ups and downs, and all the times I would end up disappointing her expectations of me, one thing NEVER
It was 7:30 pm, 3 hours 30 minutes after the employers left for a wedding, leaving me in their classic Georgian plantation mansion. I was taking care of their daughter ,Terry, who had just fallen asleep just as the movie we were watching, Monsters Inc., finished. She was an angel in my opinion. Most of the kids i took care of pulled my hair, ran around screaming, and never fell asleep. She was curled up in a ball with her ‘blankey” on the love seat. The house was too large for a family of 3, it was a waste of space. But for my family it would have been a perfect size. I was the second oldest of 5 kids, 2 brothers 2 sisters. My dad abandoned us when I was about 2, leaving my mother to put food on the table for 6 people. I set up a babysitting business to make extra money so i can save up for college, I would hate asking my mom to pay that much.
It was a typical day, my sister and I just came back from school, when she decided to go feed the dogs. She started
An Event which changed my life, well when, I think back on my life there’s
and told her that I was going outside to play with the dog. I went out to play
She could explain anything to me and I would understand straight away. She helped a lot for my education and always was there to help. My parents knew that she could teach me and show how hard it is these days and how hard I should work. That is why they always made sure I saw her enough but it never was for me.
ever made. In the years that followed, my mom continued moving around and having off