Re: Mother is an Institution …
I read NyDywritings thought provoking post earlier today and had a few more words to say hence this separate write up.
I live in a very child friendly estate, in my block in particular, there are so many kids that one of the parents holds a kids club once a week.
All the kids in the block are welcome at no extra cost.
Almost all very flat has a child.
Now, my kids cry and scream a lot when stimulated or excited. I’m not too sensitive about it as no one has ever complained.
Also, everyone’s kids cry and scream too. It’s a classic case of those who live in glass houses don’t throw stones. We all understand the struggle.
However, if we all had to choose that one kid who cries and screams the most, the votes will be unanimously one child in particular.
Recently, I got to learn that her mom was no longer around. For whatever reasons I didn’t inquire further. Before this knowledge, I thought, ‘ah this kid has real mega tantrums,’ but now I really feel sad when I hear her cries.
I’m not saying her caretakers are doing a poor job, but I know if I were in her shoes I would want my mom around.
I don’t do the best job being a mom, sometimes my temper gets the best of me. Sometimes I have to take a deep breathe and apologize to my kids from screaming or letting the stress of everything get to me and then them.
No matter how much of a mess I am, I truly love my kids and would give anything for them. I would choose to be their side in these tender ages.
Also, becoming a mom has made me even more grateful to my mom.
Cause you see mothers everywhere have a choice,
a choice to stay
a choice to leave
I respect everyone’s choice, and I know I have said it before, but again, I’m especially grateful to my mom that she chose my siblings and I.
I’m grateful to mothers and fathers everywhere who choose their kids in-spite and despite the circumstances.
Regardless of how their lives and careers are turning out.
Regardless of not being perfect humans themselves, choosing to stay and grow, while also watching their children grow.
Mother is indeed an institution, so is the father.
The home is an institution every child must go through. It is the first place they learn kindness, love, loyalty. Forget about arithmetic and geometry and musical skills. We must first teach our little ones to be human beings.
To love and to strive for the betterment of the next human. To be considerate. To say please, thank you, I’m sorry, excuse me. To laugh and to cry. To play and to read. To have faith!
We parents determine if these kids will cherish the time they spent in the institution.
We decide whether they would linger and choose to remain committed and filial to their principals long after they’ve left. We play a major part in how they will in turn build their own homes.
For parents choosing their kids, just do your best, give it your best, and remember that more than for the kids or for the society, you are really doing this for yourself!
Its almost 9pm where I am, and it’s as noisy as hell. One kid is singing the Nigerian national anthem, gosh I can’t. 😂 (Tomorrow is a public Holiday, no school, no work ) and my son is nagging me without really telling me what he wants. What a bubbly life!
