Constantly changing

How is it a person can change so dramatically from one child to the next? Yesterday it really hit me. PJ was playing at the park with no shoes on. I would have NEVER let CT play at the park with no shoes on when he was my only child. She ended up catching her toe on the slide and ripping it wide open.

It’s interesting to look back at all the things I worried about as a first time mom, and now that the third child has come along, how much I let slip by. And when those things slip by, does that make me laid back or negligent? I also wonder how the maternal changes in myself, actually affects my kids. How different would each child be if they were born in a different order? And is it really birth order that has to do with it, or is it me and how I handle things differently, or is it all the above and other miscellaneous items mixed in?

I’ll never know the answer. I can’t go back. I don’t want to go back to the nail biting, nervousness of a first time mom. I like being were I am, however, every accident gives me pause and lets me take a closer look at what I could be doing better going forward. And from now on…all my kids will wear shoes at the park!

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