Welcome to the May 2012 Carnival of Natural Parenting: Parenting With or Without Extended Family
This post was written for inclusion in the monthly Carnival of Natural Parenting hosted by Hobo Mama and Code Name: Mama. This month our participants have shared how relatives help or hinder their parenting. Please read to the end to find a list of links to the other carnival participants.
This post is dedicated to my parents
Breaking the news
The joy on my parents face when we broke the happy news to them that I was pregnant was priceless and indescribable. Having waited many long years for grandchildren, after having four of their own, my parents were utterly delighted. It also came at the best time for them, having both recently retired, my mother as a nursery teacher, so with more time on their hands to help support us. Added to us their total devotion and love of young children, and a strong relationship with me, we knew we were extremely fortunate and blessed entering this new phase of our lives.
A rosy childhood
I was brought up in a loving, secure household with my three brothers and many pets. I have many treasured memories of my childhood, all of which revolve around the unconditional love my parents gave us all. Annual family holidays with my cousins in North Wales, and in France, long walks in the local woods or up mountains in the Highlands of Scotland, visits to my relatives in Bolton, sunny days spent playing our large garden or indoors with masses of Lego, the list goes on. The blanket of warmth, comfort and security wrapped around me, enabling me to grow up valuing myself, my family and the world I lived in. My parents simply gave unconditionally, no sacrifice was too large.