How to be self sufficient. My dad did some questionable things but they made me stronger. I had to work a job through high school, pay for my car, and pull my weight at the house.
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My parents always encouraged me to go to school and live life for awhile before settling down, getting married and having kiddos. College life and my early professional/single life taught me so much about myself. I wouldn't trade those days for the world.
I will try to encourage my girls to do the same.
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My parents always told me that I could do whatever the hell I want as long as I put my mind to it. They were eating their words in my teen years but now it's very uplifting.
I'd like to answer that my parents taught me what NOT to do as a parent and as a person, but as I get older I'm letting go of the anger (I'd like to think), so here's what I've got:
My mother is an amazing cook and taught me how to do something with nothing in the kitchen.
My dad taught me about cars (mechanical) and to appreciate music. Oh, and sports. I'm a big fan.
That life isn't fair. I don't mean that in a backhanded sort of way either. Iv seen many of my peers get bulled over by a life that's just tougher then they ever thought it would be. My parents knew they couldn't make my life easy( I think they would have if they could) so they taught me to fend for myself. Their methods were questionable, but I don't regret any of it.
For and foremost, I always knew I was loved and meant the world to both of them.
But my mom was the disciplinarian and she never made excuses for us. She punished us fairly and stuck to those punishments. She was hard on us and had high expectations.
Oh. My dad used to roll his joints while he was on the toilet. That taught me how to multi-task.
My mum was a terrible cook when I was growing up. The maids handled all cooking (we lived in Colombia, where it's the norm).
My dad used to put beer in my bottles. When I was 2, I ate a water bug. My dad sat there taking pictures of it.
I'm LOL at the water bug--DD thinks eating june bugs is the best thing ever. Can't stop her fast enough and I vomit anytime I have to fish them out of her mouth. Literally, vomit---why is it that my girl is the one that eats bugs?
My mom taught me that I was very loved by her (my dad- ehh he's wasn't so hot) and just gave me a lot of wisdom. So many of the lessons and things my mom did with me I do as a parent. She taught me to educate myself and read and that my choices will affect me later in life- so I should make my choices carefully.
My mom taught me to smile at strangers if you make eye contact. It's something I don't see many people do and it just makes a person seem so much friendlier!
My dad taught me to sing Everly Brothers' songs.
These aren't huge life lessons but they're still valuable to me.
Being an only child, they taught me how to be self sufficient pretty well. I had to get a job when I was 16, pay for things, pay for part of my college, etc. As my dad put it, he wanted me to work crappy jobs so I could appreciate the good ones I got after college.
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I learned how to parent by parenting myself. If I ever have a question, I ask myself WWMMD? and I do the exact opposite. I learned that the only person on whom you can always rely is yourself and I learned never to expect anyone to do anything for you. It's not all bad though. I'm often pleasantly surprised by the kindness of others.
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It's hard to pick just one thing, I mean my parents did some royally shItty things and my dad had some questionable parenting techniques but...
My dad gave me a huge set of skills so that no matter what I could always get some kind of job.
He taught me the value of a dollar and that hard work is nothing to fear. He owned a stone quarry and is/was a mason, we were required to put a certain amount of time in every summer. He paid us fairly but it was damn hard work, anything seems easy now.
He taught me that you can push through any pain, he's the king of "why are you crying?" "walk it off".
My mom taught me how to be the wife and mom I am today, some of it is doing as she does, and some was learning what NOT to do.
It's hard to pick just one thing, I mean my parents did some royally shItty things and my dad had some questionable parenting techniques but...
My dad gave me a huge set of skills so that no matter what I could always get some kind of job.
He taught me the value of a dollar and that hard work is nothing to fear. He owned a stone quarry and is/was a mason, we were required to put a certain amount of time in every summer. He paid us fairly but it was damn hard work, anything seems easy now.
He taught me that you can push through any pain, he's the king of "why are you crying?" "walk it off".
My mom taught me how to be the wife and mom I am today, some of it is doing as she does, and some was learning what NOT to do.
Seriously though, my parents were never "life lessons" type of people, and never had any serious talks with me that I can remember. Very unemotional, but still good people. I think I turned out ok.
Re: s/o poor parenting
I can't think of any one thing in particular. But she was hard on me. I don't blame her. I was a terrible teenager.
But she did teach me how to be self-sufficient. How to be myself.
The list goes on.
My parents always encouraged me to go to school and live life for awhile before settling down, getting married and having kiddos. College life and my early professional/single life taught me so much about myself. I wouldn't trade those days for the world.
I will try to encourage my girls to do the same.
My mother is an amazing cook and taught me how to do something with nothing in the kitchen.
My dad taught me about cars (mechanical) and to appreciate music.
Oh, and sports. I'm a big fan.
Oh. My dad used to roll his joints while he was on the toilet. That taught me how to multi-task.
My mum was a terrible cook when I was growing up. The maids handled all cooking (we lived in Colombia, where it's the norm).
My dad used to put beer in my bottles. When I was 2, I ate a water bug. My dad sat there taking pictures of it.
For and foremost, I always knew I was loved and meant the world to both of them.
But my mom was the disciplinarian and she never made excuses for us. She punished us fairly and stuck to those punishments. She was hard on us and had high expectations.
I'm LOL at the water bug--DD thinks eating june bugs is the best thing ever. Can't stop her fast enough and I vomit anytime I have to fish them out of her mouth. Literally, vomit---why is it that my girl is the one that eats bugs?
My dad taught me to sing Everly Brothers' songs.
These aren't huge life lessons but they're still valuable to me.
Wow, same. Almost eerie. Minus the mom part.
Wow, same. Almost eerie. Minus the mom part.
How to do laundry.
How to drive a car.
Seriously though, my parents were never "life lessons" type of people, and never had any serious talks with me that I can remember. Very unemotional, but still good people. I think I turned out ok.