I recently decided after a few people telling me my son isn’t a baby anymore to make a concerted effort to stop helicopter parenting him. I think initially I began to be that way because he had so many illnesses as a bub, toddler and small boy. An article written on here really resonated with me about loving your children enough to not make them the centre if your word, and it talked about an over sensitised generation etc. I realised at times I’m guilty of that. My son is an only child, and has been through a bit so it was easy for me to fall into the trap of helicoptering. I’m currently finding a happy medium. This week he has been on a camp that is almost a couple of hours away. It is an outdoor adventure camp and he has been there twice in the summer whilst in his father’s care. I decided that because they know his allergies to eggs and nuts and they are not as severe as they used to be and his asthma is well controlled that it was time to cut the apron strings and let my boy be a boy. I feel I have done the best thing for him and for me. He is old enough now that he actually really knows how to take care of his conditions and the staff are all highly trained. My boy has become quite mature and has dealt with his conditions for that long he reads the back of labels and manages his asthma. It was high time I caught up with him and let him spread his wings a little. Leaving him was daunting, but he certainly didn’t suffer separation anxiety lol. I feel emancipated in my new found decisions, as I believe it was more about me letting my one and only baby grow up. I think also I need to sort if start living my life a bit, as much as I will always put his needs first.
Posted anonymously, 10th July 2014