Oh hello again!
Summer is the busy season for my primary business. I’ve been meaning to get back for a while though.
Recently in my household I’ve been having to defend my parenting style.
I make sure my son has plenty of milk and water to drink, but rarely do I give him juice or sugary drinks like chocolate milk.
A few weeks ago I walked into the room as my mother and brother were discussing my son’s drinks.
Once or twice a day I will put one single squirt of juice flavouring into a massive cup of water to switch things up a bit.
Apparently my son needs juice.
I thought this was because of lack of vitamins or some health aspect I was missing. My mother is a nurse and I rely on her knowledge quite frequently. Regardless, I told them “my kid, my rules.”
On the next grocery shopping trip I made, those words were haunting me. That’s when I made the mistake of not trusting my gut. I bought a few of those $2 juice jugs.
Wouldn’t you know though, my son only got one drink worth out of each jug. I put a splash of juice with the rest being water. All the other adults in our home drank the rest. Perks of living in a tri-generational home.
I didn’t mind too much since my son did get some use, which was the goal.
A few days later my mother and I were in the car when the topic came up again. This time though, I stuck to my guns when she told me that my son needs variety.
The thing is, my son doesn’t need anything extra. That’s what juice is, it’s a luxury.
He needs a roof over his head, clothes on his back, and a clean bum. He needs a healthy diet of food and water. He needs someone to take care of him when he’s sick. Those are his fundamental human rights that he needs.
Everything else is extra. Everything else is a privilege. I already give my son everything he needs. He is lucky to have hundreds of toys to play with, multiple options of clothing and even more choices for snacks and meals.
I’m trying to raise a half decent human being who understands exactly what is owed to him (his basic rights). Teaching him what he should be grateful to receive and work hard for is another thing all together. Privileges are to be earned and taken with a heavy heart. Like the respect of others, you work hard to prove that you deserve it.
Obviously I won’t make my 2 year old work for juice. I’m not heartless.
Moral of the story? Respect the parenting styles of others. Those children are not your own. You do not have to take care of the dental bills or long term health problems of a child spoiled with things (in this case foods and drinks) that they don’t necessarily need.