This Post about how being a parent is like tending an open wound…
…made me thankful that I am that kind of parent.
Because not all parents are. That kind of parent I mean.
Some parents are this kind.
The link is to an explanation of the “common” causes of death for the victims of child abuse.
There should be no such thing as a common anything when it comes to child abuse.
So I feel lucky that I am the parent that understands the idea that my kid’s pain is worse than my own. Who feels each (genuine) tear like a scalding acid on my already tender heart.
But. I also feel lucky that my kids have that kind of mom.
Because every once in a while it’s good to pat yourself on the back.
Even if it’s just to congratulate yourself for not being…horrible.
Celebrate the victories.