The Imaginary Child
How to break free from the anxiety caused by our own "emotional trap" and face this life-long role as a parent with more calmness and confidence? The first antidote to anxiety I prescription to myself is called making a clear definition of what a good enough mum is for me.
It is not about listing all the relatable standards, but rather about knowing what is more important for your and setting priorities.
It is not about being precise and detailed, but rather about distilling the values and principles that matter the most to you. The executions can be improved through trial and error.
It is also not necessary to follow masters or social conventions. In fact, deep down you know what is best for your kid, and the definition is nothing more than a refined expression of your conscious and intuition.
So where to start? I believe that every mother has imaginations of what the child will be like when he grows up. There tend to be several recurring scenes, expressions, and fragments, implying the expectations of what happiness of your child can manifest into.
The reoccurring scene of my imaginary grown-up Heng Heng is an energetic and inquisitive young man, backpacking through snow-capped mountains and crystal clear lakes, aweing at the magnificence of nature.
Gazing at this familiar and strange happy young face, I dotted down the following:
Do my very best to help him becoming:
- An independent thinker, like the Scandinavians - not bounded by established conventions or trendy flings, think deep and dare to hold on
- A passionate lover of everything life offers, like the Italians – sensitive to the beauty of small details, enjoy participating in the creation of beauty, and never waste a chance to celebrate life as it is
- A generous man with a big heart, like the sages in ancient and modern times – do not distant oneself from the underserved, and recognize the value of every being in life
Knowing what is and what is not important helps with the big and small decisions we make in daily life. A small one like whether to hire a maid, and I insist that it would only be the last resort. Because I want Heng Heng to see what life is made of and to participate proactively. It means that he needs to see how dad enjoys baking and how mum likes to organize. If spending half an hour a day can deepen his understanding of life, it is certainly more cost-effective than spending money to buy laziness and dependence?
A bigger question goes up to deciding which city to live in and what school to go to. I hope that he will grow up in a diverse environment and be exposed to different cultural and backgrounds. Not schools promoting exclusion, but places where every kid is given a fair chance to excel.
So what counts as ‘doing my best’? Be the best version of myself and try to set good examples. Take him on little adventures, and learn with him. Most importantly, enjoy the ride, and cherish every moment shared together!
Dear new mums and dads, what is a good enough parent
for you?
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