It’s Not Our Kids. It’s Us.

The change our children need often begins with us

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Sometimes I wonder…

After becoming parents, people gradually shift their entire focus onto their children. They begin paying excessive attention to every little thing related to their newborn child, overanalyzing every behavior, worrying about every detail, and gradually, raising a child feels overwhelmingly difficult for some of them.

They feel it’s a child who needs to learn the things. And then, slowly, many begin blaming or labeling the child itself.

My child cries too much. My kid is so stubborn. My kid never listens to me, and there are many countless complaints I have heard from parents. There was even a time when I too had lots of complaints.

But now, I realized that the extra care, constant worry, and excessive love can sometimes harm a child in subtle, hidden ways.

And who knows how many other burdens that tiny soul ends up carrying.

I kept wondering, like my mother did, “After everything I do for them, after all the love and care I give, why don’t they listen to me? "Why do they keep making things harder for me?”

I, too, was doing the same thing without even realizing it, what my mother and many other parents do.

I was taking care of them more than I was taking care of myself. I always believed if I sacrificed my own needs, then it would mean I loved them more. While giving love and care to them, I lose my true identity and start abandoning myself.

Instead of noticing I was following the unhealthy patterns and beliefs that had been passed down through generations to me. I was focused more on them, pouring all my energy into correcting their flaws while completely overlooking my own.

But not anymore. And hopefully, never again.

Today I choose to nourish and prioritize myself before I pour myself into my children.

That doesn’t mean I love or care for them any less. I love them just as deeply as I always have.

It simply means I choose to love and to take care of myself. I no longer forget myself in the process.

Today, instead of trying to fix my children’s shortcomings, I am working on my own.

My focus is no longer on changing them. It is on changing my unhealthy habits and patterns and on bettering myself every day.

I know it isn’t easy. But I don’t believe it’s impossible either. It is not a one-day task. It is a practice, a daily training of the mind.

It is a commitment to us and a conscious effort to pause, reflect, and choose differently, again and again.

It is choosing awareness over habit every day. Some days you do it well. Some days you fall back into old patterns.

But every day, you have to return to the work.

Because lasting change doesn’t happen overnight. It happens through small, consistent choices made over time.

And while progress may be slow, every step is taking you closer to the parent and the person you want to become.

Perhaps our children are not the ones who need to change.

Perhaps we are.

And when we begin to heal, grow, and transform ourselves, our children often change on their own.

And maybe, just maybe, their lives change too.

Thank you so much for reading.