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I don't think my son's behavior would have been—

I don't think my son's behavior would have been—oof, I hate to use this word—tolerated back in the day.⁣
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Actually, I know his behavior wouldn't have been tolerated.⁣
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He's the type of kid people thought they could "discipline bad behavior" out of.⁣
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Since those days, we've learned that "bad behavior" is actually a symptom of something bigger.⁣
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And disciplining a symptom sounds pretty silly, right?⁣
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Your stomach hurts? Yell at it. If that doesn't work, spank it and send it to its room.⁣
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Foolproof fix.⁣
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Except it's not.⁣
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Back in the day, my kid would have been shamed and scolded for feeling anything loud, big, or angry.⁣
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He would've been sequestered to his room, a time-out chair, or the principal's office when he stepped out of line.⁣
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A kid whose self-esteem would have been broken down by his parents, teachers, and peers because he didn't fit into a steady, quiet, calm little box.⁣
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And as a result, he would've grown into an adult who walked around masking himself. Feeling like he didn't fit in. Not understanding who he is.⁣
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They didn't know better then.⁣
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But we know better now.⁣
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We're more tolerant, patient, and understanding of people and kids who don't fit perfectly in a box (no one does, by the way).⁣
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But even in a world loaded with information and advocacy and awareness, people still tell parents to "discipline bad behavior" out of children like mine.⁣
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My son was diagnosed with ADHD at 5 years old.⁣
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Some have argued it was too early—that he just needed more stability and discipline. That I was putting him in a box.⁣
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But here's the thing: he would've been put in a box anyway.⁣
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Except in the other box, he would have faced discipline he was unable to respond to, metrics he would have been unable to meet, moments of heightened anxiety, isolation from his peers, etc., until his self-esteem was completely broken down.⁣
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My parenting isn't perfect, but I'm consciously creating a space that celebrates my children exactly as they are. Our generation made a change.⁣
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And I can't wait to see what these supported, celebrated, brilliant kids bring to the future.⁣
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✍️: @annielawton_

I wonder if you think about him. If you wonder wha

I wonder if you think about him. If you wonder whatever happened to the little baby you loved as your own. I wish I could find you to tell you how wonderfully well he’s doing. He is hilarious and caring and smart and a gifted pianist. Remember how the doctor worried if he’d be able to walk normally? He runs cross country now. He makes us so proud and I’d love for you to be proud of him too. You are part of his story that we talk about regularly.⁣
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He was never alone, even in the days before we knew him. He was precious and valued and a favorite. ❤️⁣
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One day I will look back on this time like a dista

One day I will look back on this time like a distant memory and when that day comes,
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I won’t say I wish that I spent more time cleaning, that I had time to iron my clothes, that the dishes got more of my attention.
I will say that living in mess was our reality but I’m glad I chose cuddles over cleaning, reading to them over ironing and playing with LEGO over doing dishes because it all went too quickly.
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I won’t say I wish that I got more sleep, that I didn’t drink as much coffee, that I always knew what day of the week it was.
I will say that being tired was the normal, but I’d go back there in an instant for the beautiful raw connection in the early hours, the smiles when I least expected and the unconditional love I received, because I miss those moments.
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I won’t say I wish that I was stricter with their sleep schedules, that I stopped the bottle a bit earlier, that we had put them in
bedrooms further away from ours.
I will say that some days were challenging, but that I’m glad I was always there for them when they needed me, that I made the “rods for my own back” and that they knew I was close because they don’t need me as much as they once did anymore.
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I won’t say I wish that I had spent more time checking emails, that I’d answered more work calls, that they had slept for longer during the day so I could get more done.
I will say that the mum/work-life balance was a struggle, but I’m glad that I chose dancing to the Wiggles over checking emails, exchanging baby banter over work calls, late nights working over compromising our time during the day, because I have all the time to work on my own terms now.
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I won’t say I wish that I had more alone time to read my favourite books, that I could have gone to the toilet in peace, that the house was silent more often.
I will say that there was no peace and quiet but there is nothing quite like having tiny shadows, hearing the pitter-patter of little feet and living in a noisy home.
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While the things I won’t say sometimes seem important right now, in the small picture, they won’t be later, in the big one.
I know I will say that too.
Shared with permission from @wordsof_emmaheaphy

True story.

And the truth is, the real work had been done in t

And the truth is, the real work had been done in the act of laying by their sides . . . this sacred work of love. The work of quieting our busy in order to lay with them and love on them and take just a moment to appreciate that each of them was mine for just one moment.⁣
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So I will lay with my last baby as long as he wants me to; I am so blessed to be the one he wants.⁣
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Written by @hidingintheclosetwithcoffee

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