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Being A Mom: What it means


I found this inspiring thought from a Montessori article I just read online, and I would like to share it here.

” For me, being a Mom isn’t about buying a lot of electronic toys or decorating my daughter’s room as a fantasy castle. It isn’t even about having exciting adventures, or giving my kids the opportunity to take every possible after-school activity or sport that today’s culture seems to offer. What it is mostly about is time. Time being present with my children. Time to let Emma take her own time: to put on and pull off her shoes twenty times if she wants; time to figure out how to get her arm in the sleeve; time to scoop her own cereal. Time to let her set her own table, again and again and again. Time to cuddle with her on the low bed and read her favorite book over and over and over. It is a quiet way of spending time and letting her grow guided by an environment where she is safe to explore and learn about her world.”

Source/ Emphasis in bold my own.

What did reading that make you think of?

For me, coming from a fast-paced society like Singapore with that big emphasis on accelerated learning, being surrounded by a plethora of companies selling early (and I mean early from like 6 months 0ld) childhood enrichment activities, the constant chatter about ‘My child is doing XXXX and going for YYYY class now’  is rather hard for me to block out. So I too have been so often guilty of feeling the heat that I should be really doing MORE to stimulate LM’s learning and progress. I need to get MORE. So often I’ve been guilty to saying to the tot, “Hurry up! We need to go!” Why the rush?

The irony of it all is that I found this quote while I was surfing for MORE IDEAS on how to DO MORE for LM and with him. Aha!

What a wonderful reminder from one mother to another to:

  • Stop and breath
  • Reflect
  • Recentre
  • Refocus

What does it really mean to me to be a mom to my little walking wonder? What does he need the most from me, his mom? How do I want him to remember his time with me – constantly doing stuff, or knowing that I’m here to help him get where he wants to go?

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