Growing up, there are always those aunties and neighbours that their full time job is to monitor us and give unsolicited advice.
They always watch our every moves, how we talk, who we greet and even how long we spent when we are sent on errands.
I had one like that.
That woman was always on my case, it she see me talking to the opposite sex she assumes that we had something together. In her mind, talking automatically meant something was going on. Advice would follow—unsolicited, heavy, and honestly… very judgmental.
I listened though. I took her advice seriously.
So I was shocked when my mum casually told me that her only daughter is pregnant and no one even knows who is responsible.
No, this is not me mocking her.
I was just wondering what went wrong? Was it that she didn't advise her daughter too? Or is parenting actually harder than we make it look?
Because I feel that the brutal truth we all have to admit as parent is that we can teach our kids good morals, warn them, guide them with all the love and strictness and still they will grow up to make their own choices.
Some of their choices might be against everything we taught them.
That's doesn't mean that the parents failed to do their job.
Our kids are humans that will grow up, their curiosity will increase, stubbornness and they exploring.
There is no guid book to this duty called parenting, we're all just doing our best and hoping for a good result.
I did a short video please watch. It's funny too you might like it.