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Upbringing



I was having a chat with someone the other day, we were talking about my upbringing and Proverbs 22:6 was quoted. “Train up a child in the way he should go, And when he is old he will not depart from it”. For some reason this made me think of the bad habits my son is likely to and has inherited from me.

Keeping Secrets
I love keeping secrets, my secrets. I mean I get kissed on the street by a total stranger and I did not tell anyone at home and unless they’ve read my blog entry “My First Kiss”, they still have no clue that, that happened. Many, many secrets…. (Tiny coughs, coughs, coughs some more***). I’ve started to notice this trait in my lil fish, for example, he started ‘school’ since last year September and till date all my son tells me they do in school is EAT! No matter how many times I beg, he just says ‘I eated’ and starts giggling. The fish gave a whole lecture about dinosaurs to his class and teachers and didn’t even tell us! He came back from ‘school’ that day and as usual he ‘eated’.


Anger
If you really knew me, you’d know about my anger, thankfully I manage it a lot better now. I’ve only seen Dboi angry once- it was last summer. I was in one of my moods, so I was hiding out in my room. Being the sweet thing that he is, he kept coming up to check up on me, he’d just kiss me, or do thumbs up, during one of these brief visits he gave me a packet of crisps. Then he came and he jumped on me on the bed, I snapped at him, because he accidentally hurt me- Dboi turned on me snatched the packet of crisps off my hand and screamed at me “I am not a naughty Daniel” and stormed out of the room. He refused to talk to me till the next day, I had to apologise and bribe him with a new dinosaur toy!

Cheekiness
I keep getting told that I was a cheeky child and that I am still cheeky. Dboi definitely is cheeky… I’m always giggling at the things he says especially because you don’t expect them to come out of his mouth. One time I asked him to tidy up his toys, he looked at me innocently and said, ‘Mummy I have a better idea, why don’t you do it”. Another time, he was on a play date and they were being told off by his play date’s mom, Dboi turned to his friend and said “wow, and I thought my mom was bad!”

SMH so I started thinking of how to ensure that even if he does picks up some of my “bad habits”, he picks up more good habits than the bad. My son has to be a good human being that everyone will be proud to know. He has to be a better version of me in all ways. I must not fail at this!!! So of course I started having panic attacks, how do I do that? Bring him up right. The panic attacks went on for a while until I realised that all I have to do is my best, pray, and also remember that if God didn’t trust me, He would not have entrusted such a special gift to my care!

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