I’m Not a Specialist. I’m Just a Mother Learning.

08 October 2025
a dog lying in the grass next to a ball

 

A personal reflection on growth, listening, and the art of parenting.

 
I don’t hold a parenting diploma.
I’m simply a mother learning — day after day — alongside my son.
 
He’s a young athlete, determined and passionate, but also a child full of emotions, dreams, and questions.
 
For a long time, I believed that being a good parent meant doing what I was taught — strict rules, a firm voice, clear authority.
But over time, I realized that something had changed.
Not because my son stopped listening, but because the world around us no longer speaks the same language.
 
So I began a different journey — sometimes difficult, often uncomfortable, but deeply meaningful.
I read, I listened to experts, but above all, I listened to myself.
 
I started to notice my own reactions — the ones inherited without thinking — and I slowly began to change them.
I learned that I don’t always have to be right, but I always have to be present.
That my voice doesn’t have to be louder than his — just calmer.
That listening doesn’t mean giving in; it means showing respect.
 
Listening doesn’t mean I agree with everything.
It means I take him seriously.
It means I care about what he feels.
It means I’m willing to understand before I correct.
 
When I started doing that, I changed too.
I became more patient, more aware, more connected.
I understood that children’s needs aren’t whims — they’re messages.
And if we listen carefully, those messages help us build trust instead of fear.
 

💬 Parenting didn’t teach me how to raise my son. It taught me how to grow.

 

Today I can say this with an open heart:
Parenting didn’t teach me how to raise my son.
It taught me how to grow — as a mother, as a person.
 
And maybe that’s the greatest gift of all:
to grow together, side by side.
 
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