I was thinking this morning about my blog post about chicken coops, and especially the part where I touted a belief in following my own instincts when it comes to parenting and running a household in general. I wrote about how I rarely consult the experts.
I realized that I had given myself a little (or maybe a lot) too much credit. There is one expert that I consult quite frequently.
You may also call her Nurse Jacque or TechnoMom.
I rely on her a lot. She is always my first call when my son is running a fever and I need some guidance or just a little comfort.
She recognizes when I'm being silly about something and helps me be smart, without making me feel like I was being silly in the first place.
She's my official Weight Watchers buddy. (She's lost more than 35 pounds, and she's still going strong.)
She's really smart with computers and her Farkle score is unbeatable.
She's an expert seamstress and a wonderful cook.
She's genuine, and brave enough to reach out to people. She's a wonderful example of friendship and caring.
She has molded the way I feel about being a mother. She has always been a very tender mother and grandmother. She is very nurturing and empathetic.
And maybe that's the reason I don't feel the need to consult the other experts. If I can raise my children to know that they are loved and capable, the way that she and my dad did, I will be happy.
But I'm sure I'll have some more questions along the way.