Becoming a part of your child’s life
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It sounds like a hackneyed cliché but you can never have too much of a good thing. I’ve learned that by directly involving myself (read: inserting myself most times) into my child’s activities, I help foster a deeper connection with him that he needs and seeks. By volunteering to help his class teacher by signing up to chaperon the children for their monthly visit to the city library, I was signing up not just for child duty but for a rich learning experience as well.
My son was immensely proud of his mama being part of the class during the preparation time. His female classmates practically drew lots to hold my Other hand (it was a given that my son would hold the first hand), M on the trip to the library, S on the way back. It was a privileged place to be part of my son’s world, to be immersed in the activities he enjoys doing with his classmates and friends, to see how he interacts with them and his teacher, to see how they traded jokes, stories, and laughs. When we were back in the classroom, books collected in a yellow bin for the next four weeks, my son turned his sweet face to me and asked, “Mama? Will you come again next month? I love it that you came with us to the library, Mama.”It’s as if someone had given me the key to untold treasures. Only a fool would decline.
cathicollins says...
that is the best feeling…when your kid asks to spend time with you
Sveltemom says...
yes, indeed, cathicollins. i’m thinking of signing up again for a library trip. and holding my son’s hand… and that of his friends.