10 things I have learned in my 10 years as a parent

Updated: Jul 2, 2020

We are on double digits now! My eldest son turned 10 recently, and as sat on my bed - reflecting on being a mum for a decade - insights of my life as a mother flashed before me.

The next day, I wrote this in my journal...

10 things I have learned, and done - as a parent - that has paid off a thousandfold:


From not having family around to help out, to ‘single parenting’ (my husband usually travels 50-70% of the time), to understanding how my child’s brain works before his first big emotional outburst (so I didn't take it personally, nor get triggered, and knew exactly how to support him), to having to do CPR when my baby was 6 months...

It has been my preparation, and commitment to prevention, that has seen me through some of the most challenging times of family life.

It has also allowed me to see these challenging situations as highs, rather than lows.

It was also because of my preparation and commitment to prevention, that my newborn baby, and toddler, still thrived during the few months of my undiagnosed postnatal-depression, after the birth of my second son.

Unfortunately, preparation and prevention are two things completely underrated in parenting. And the old-school saying of ‘you can never be prepared for parenthood’, keeps plaguing our society.


Investing time, effort and energy in independent play during the first year of my babies' lives, is hands-down one the most important things I have done as a parent.

My sons could literally be hanging out on their blanket - happily exploring, and playing, loving their own company, for long periods at time (always in a safe place and supervised of course!), since they were only a few months old!

Did I mention my eldest just turned ten? :)

Let me make it super clear:

Short attention spans in children are not the norm, nor normal.

To this day, both my sons are incredibly creative: they are explorers, inventors, scientists in the purest form, artists...and can play for hours on their own, and together.

- I wrote my first 4 books while they played contentedly.

- We go on 7 to 10-hour road trips, without the need of a device, except for music and audio books.

- Age-appropriate cartoons and movies are truly a joyful experience for my sons rather than a need, or an 'addiction'. These days they only watch 2 hours a weekend. Before it was less.


When I was growing up, I wished I had a Gilmore-girls type relationship with my mum. And while I was very close to my dad, I still wouldn’t really tell them much about my life outside of home, or inside of me.

One of my main visions as a parent, was to have not only a loving, caring, close relationship with my children, but a respectful one.

And respect is a two-way street.

I made a pact with myself to respect my sons' every cell. For me that means to accept them fully - for who they are, and who they want to become.

That meant I had to step it up as a human being! That brought a whole new level of consciousness, commitment and responsibility to the picture.


If I don’t love myself, can I really, truly, fully love my kids unconditionally?

If I don't respect myself, how can I respect them, or expect my sons to respect themselves?

If I don't do my inner work, then I'll just become a victim, and blame my kids for everything that triggers me, or for everything that goes wrong with me, or my parenting.

And how can I possibly build a healthy relationship with my child, if I don’t have a healthy relationship with myself, first and foremost?


This topic is very, very close to my heart because, while my father was very progressive in many ways, it was very hard for my mum to allow the expression of our feelings.

I became so afraid of her reactions that, as a very young girl, I made a decision to be ‘the good girl’ - to do everything in my power to not ‘ruffle her feathers’, to

do everything that she wanted me to do. To be compliant.

In other words, to be a ghost.

Even if we, as parents, don’t yell, or worse, hit our child, if the message we are giving them is that we can’t, as the adult, handle their feelings - any, and all of their feelings - the very essence of being human, might be translated into ‘feelings are bad or wrong’ and that can last a lifetime.

I’m proud to report that my children are growing up in a completely different environment than I did.

Emotional health is the foundation of resilience and mental health. Mental health is a pre-requisite to happiness.


After a health scare, I learned the painful way that, managing stress in a healthy way, and looking after myself was not only paramount, but crucial! Not only for myself, for the wellbeing of my family.

As an introvert, my quiet time is my sanity.

Photo credit: Averie Woodard