Being a parent is a very difficult job. First of all, nobody gives you a manual. And then, just when you think you’ve got things mastered, you find out that you are as lost as ever. With every stage of development, kids can throw you a curve ball. Plus every child is different so you can’t just have one parenting style.
Take for example my kids. One is self-motivated and doesn’t require much guidance. She usually just follows directions and takes her school work seriously. On the other hand, my son needs a lot of encouragement and prodding. He tends to just concentrate on what he wants.
When they were babies, I couldn’t wait for them to grow up because I thought things will get easier. In some things, yes. They are 19 and 17 now. But being teenagers, they come with a whole new set of problems. I thank God none of them are serious.
I had to tackle one of those problems today. My son’s room. Or lack thereof..
He loves electronics and always has some ongoing project. But the state of his room has become so ridiculous that there is nowhere to walk without stabbing yourself with something. He has Asperger’s Sydrome and all the problems that go along with it. So doing an efficient job of dealing with this mess is overwhelming to him. After watching him try for 3 days, I had to step in because he was falling into despair.
My mom used to stay that you don’t stop being a parent until you die. I don’t know. Since I believe in eternal life, I might be on the other side and still be worrying about them.