
How I parent now is completely different than how I parented almost fourteen years ago; my five year old is getting a whole other experience than my first born did. I have more patience, I understand the education system better, I am more conscious of their nutrition, how I think and how I live is just.. different. I look at my oldest and wish I could do it all over again. I look at him and know that while I celebrated many of his "firsts," I was also balancing a lot in life at the time, which kept me from ENJOYING him. Momfession? I regret my first years of motherhood.