Such is the graveyard of mothering theories and ideas. I completely and totally understand John Wilmot, "Before I got married I had six theories about bringing up children; now I have six children and no theories." In fact a copy of that quote sits on my fridge. I remember all my "I will never.." and "I will always..." and "the only way to...".
What I didn't account for was that those darn kids would have different personalities and had to be treated individually. On top of that, I completely ignored my own ability to adapt and learn; I wouldn't be the same person my entire life. I supposed I could keep all the same rules and regulations with all the kids because I knew the right direction before I started the journey. Didn't account for my preconceived misconceptions, that I would have to take corrective action on my mistakes to correct my course. I missed that the path of parenting is not so much straight as it is a labyrinth.
I don't think this is a product of my youthful beginnings (in fact I've noticed that those who wait longer seem to have planned out their path more fully and find it harder to change their course or even recognize they are in a maze). I do think adding so many unique personalities to our family helped me recognize the bewilderingly complex nature of parenting more quickly.
So in the celebration of Mother's Day I thought I'd spend some posts allowing you to tour my own personal graveyard of mothering theories and ideas. The good, the bad, and the silly. Some ideas are still thriving, others are better left resting in peace. I hope you enjoy.