Being that I wasn’t the most confident kid, I have been making the extra effort to build the confidence of my babies.
It took me years to get myself together. I seriously wasn’t loving me completely until college. I don’t want my kids to be that way. I feel like I missed out on things because I wasn’t sure of myself and didn’t think I measured up to the cool kids. Once I became the confident version of me, I swear, I wanted a do-over of high school! I just know I would have done everything differently!
In order to build confidence in my babies, I am constantly telling my son how proud I am of him. When he does something well – I celebrate it. I verbally tell him the areas where he seems to excel. We also tell him how handsome he is. I tell he and his sister that they are my beautiful babies. I feel like I have to balance that so that they don’t think all they are is wrapped up in how they look. So that’s why I celebrate how sweet they are and how smart they are.
My first indication that I may have gone overboard with the physical compliments? My son was in our room and he was showing me his outfit after his dad got him dressed. I said, “nice”. He said, “I’m so handsome.” Hmm.
Then I heard him in the bathroom as his dad was getting him ready. He said, “Daddy, I’m beautiful.” Um – I think we’ve created a monster. I may have, possibly, kind of, made it worse by later telling him that he’s the most handsome little boy in the whole wide world. Maybe. At which point, my husband told me that we may want to chill on that. Yeah, he may be right.
There’s one thing to have a confident kid. I gotta work harder on not blowing his head up. I don’t think I want a three year old with an inflated ego!