Reminded because I have just sent another such email: As my eldest kiddo gets older, I realize more and more how much parenting goes on behind the scenes.
Yes, there's absolutely the important stuff of cuddles and play, face-to-face talks through delightful conversations and difficult ones. All that love gets poured in directly, and layers up to form secure attachments and senses of safety.
But there are also the emails to teachers and coaches, nudging conversations along so that I can quietly coach him to develop the skills he wants to gain, working as a team with his other trusted adults both visibly and invisibly. Together, we're weaving his safety net every day, with discussions about where things might slip and where the strands are really coming together.
And so I give him a big bear hug when I pick him up from school. I ask about his day, even when he's too tired to spin out the chronology of events. And I try to wrap my mind around the contours of his world, to help him learn to hold it all together.
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