Today I noticed a cinching in my chest paired with a tensing in my shoulder blades. The day's activities would include certain family members who are known for their critical eye. Perhaps they have been overbearing with their opinions in the past and it's possible that I've found myself fumbling for justification of my parenting style. Or did it just seem that way?
Today I experimented with confidence. I chose to hear critiques as merely conversation. I chose to answer questions as they were, not as I heard them. I let go of my need to defend our choices. Of course, I am not so good at this quite yet. I bumbled around with it and lost sight of it completely at times. Overall however, it was wonderful. Freeing.
I've also become quite good at letting go of how I assume others see my child's behavior and how that reflects on me. It's good fun if you can do it. I've grasped that not only do I not particularly care what others are thinking (who are you anyways?), it really doesn't matter. It's an invisible transaction that leaves me feeling less about myself, and who needs that? Not I.
It's all about letting go people.
She's a professional on the topic: