It’s not actually my job to convince them that I am doing what my kids need. Or to convince them of what those things are. It’s not my job to educate them, or argue a case for one treatment or another. Even if I want to, it’s not my job at all. Ever.
My most important, and sometimes only, responsibility to another person, is to help my children, guide them, in a way that is respectful. In a way that accepts and celebrates their humanity, their challenges. In a way that acknowledges their personhood and that they have feelings and thoughts they can’t express.
Clearly, it’s time for me to get back to work. Back to the fabulous job of parenting my fabulous kids in the most fabulous way I can. Which absolutely, for now and always, means listening to MY intuition, and MY little voice. And make it SO LOUD, shout to myself that I do know how to do this. And drown out every other voice. It’s time for my intuition to take centre stage as a solo act.
Time to shine.