I'm not for or against my parents skills at raising children. I like aspects of what was done, but disagree with much of what I experienced.
My mom parented well. No matter what happened we always got a sense that she loved us. Not only through her actions but the fact she told us a gazillion times a day and continues to even now. I have the utmost of respect for my mom and try to mirror much of what she taught me.
My dad parented through fear whether he knows it or not. That works with boys only until they outgrow dad. The hatred grows as young boys and turns into contempt as adults.
Two vastly different approaches to parenting. Guess which one I chose?
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