Walk a Mile in Their Shoes
A couple of weeks ago, Luther and I spent a lazy hour lounging in the grass alongside the canal.
Despite how it might seem here recently, I don't consider this to be a "mommy blog," but more of a "small shop" or "lifestyle" blog. However, these days, my "small shop" has been put on the back burner, and my "lifestyle" is centered on caring for my baby boy.
We've had a trying time this past month with some rather serious snags in breastfeeding and sleep schedules. I've had to re-examine some strongly held beliefs about the best way to parent my child and to let go of some of those beliefs in order to do what is best for our family and our situation. I've really struggled with letting go, but in the end, I've become more in tune with our needs, more confident in my skills as a parent, and perhaps more importantly, less judgmental of others and their parental decisions. I keep thinking back to a book I read as a young teen. I can't remember the title, but the gist of it was that you shouldn't judge someone else's life choices until you've walked a mile in their shoes. This lesson didn't mean much to me at the time, but it has certainly hit home now as I've been forced to walk down paths I was not expecting.
I guess that the takeaway lesson from the past month is that sometimes I need to let go of expectations and plans that aren't working. I need to not worry about what other people think of me as a parent and do what is best for me and what is best for Luther.