I didn’t really have much to post this week, but I’ve been noticing something.
As parents, we all want to react better. Teach better. Lead better.
But I’ve realized something uncomfortable about myself.
The moments when I get the most frustrated with my son are often the moments when he’s struggling with something I struggled with.
Sometimes it’s big things like emotional regulation or impulse control.
Sometimes it’s small things like a motor skill or learning something new.
For a long time, I think I labeled those as “weaknesses” I would see in myself.
But that’s not actually true.
They aren’t weaknesses. I’ve grown through those things. I’ve built systems. I’ve matured. I function well. If they were truly weaknesses, I would still be stuck there.
What they really are…are insecurities.
Old ones.
When I see him struggle, it taps into a younger version of me that remembers being behind, or being corrected, or feeling embarrassed, or feeling out of control.
And that’s when I get the most cross. Not when he’s in danger. Not when it’s about health or safety. Those moments are clear and protective.
It’s when my own unresolved stuff resurfaces.
That’s the part I have to own.
Because if I’m not careful, I won’t be correcting his behavior. I’ll be reacting to my past...and that’s not fair to him.
So the lesson for me right now is this:
Before I correct him, I need to check myself.
Is this about his growth or is this about my old wounds?
If it’s the second one, that’s my work to do. Not his.
I’m curious if anyone else has noticed this in themselves.