Life has changed drastically since my first Mother’s Day six
years ago when I was one week into the mothering gig. My husband and I were both reeling from the
experience of bringing a baby into the world.
He was so moved by what I went through that he bought me an emerald necklace
(delaying the epidural until the last two hours of labor and delivery totally
paid off;-). Those first weeks as new parents were
overwhelming as we tried to figure out how often to bathe him, when to let him
cry it out, when to introduce foods and which foods to introduce. Each new milestone seemed like the most
important and therefore merited extensive research and preparation.
Now we have three boys.
The baby stage seems a distant memory, but I still find myself compelled
to research whatever aspect of parenting has me sweating. My
latest obsession has been to understand my children’s personality types. We have three boys with three distinct personalities. Two of the three boys have personality types
that are shared by just fourteen percent of the population. This leaves me worried in the short term about
how they will function in an education system, which has been designed to teach
to the majority. I also worry about
their long-term lives and how they will function in the big, bad world that
will not understand them.
Becoming educated on this subject matter has been enlightening
and encouraging. Understanding what
makes each of my children tick and adjusting my parenting so they can feel
loved and supported is empowering. But
this only alleviated a portion of my worry.
And then I heard author and mother of an autistic son, Emily Colson,
speak. She shared her story of being the
mother of a severely autistic boy, all the challenges and heartache that she
has experienced, and how she discovered joy through it all. Most importantly, she discovered that God
uses her son to shine His light in the world.
I was moved to tears at how this brave mother refused to let her son be
a statistic or left on the sidelines of life.
Just like every person on this earth, her son was created in God’s
image. And just like every person on
this earth, his purpose is to love God and love others. He’s 24 years old and does this
beautifully. He is living out his
purpose despite being a minority in our culture.
Suddenly the worries about my perfectly healthy and “normal”
children having personality types that may cause a few minor bumps in the road
was put into perspective. And not only
was it put into perspective, but it provided a whole new lens to view these
unique boys. I should delight in the
ways they are different from the other kids in the class. I should encourage them to embrace the way
God made them.
I have been in the majority much of my life. My personality, learning style, health, religion
and appearance have always landed me square in the center of the majority in
our culture. The journey of motherhood
has helped me understand and accept differences and appreciate, rather than
judge those differences. If I could just
see each of my sons, and every person I meet the way God does….as a treasure
created in the image of the Creator.
Each of my days would be overflowing with beauty! What a way to live life.
**If you're interested in learning more about personality types (both your's and your children's), I'd highly recommend the book "I'm a Keeper" by Ray W. Lincoln. The book provides quizes to identify temperment, descriptions of each temperment, and ideas for how to successfully parent each temperment.
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