By nature, I'm not worrier. I'm so laid-back in some areas (ahem, housekeeping), that I probably cross the line into laziness. I generally think that this is not something to worry about, but in my parenting responsibilities I have been a bit lax. At nine, Amanda is definitely cruising towards adolescence. While she does love me, share worries with me, and generally still thinks I'm wise, there are other times when she is sure that she is right and I am wrong and has no qualms sharing this with me. At three, Kyle is still heavily into the testing-limits stage. He will try to get away with anything that I allow.
In catching up on several of my daily podcasts and doing some reading this week, several ideas are merging into one. Perhaps as a parent, I don't need to worry about doing more. I need to do less:
Parenting is hard stuff. Not only is it hard, but the stakes are high. That's why I'm thankful to have friends and fellow bloggers who remind me to stay the course.