TechnoTenshi :verified_trans: :Fire_Lesbian:<p>Watching Erin Reed's reel about her mom's recent passing deeply resonated with me. She mentioned how she learned to be a mom thanks to her own mother.</p><p>This made me reflect on my own upbringing. My dad was strict, and while he played with me a lot, he never told me, "I love you." I feared him on his bad days—quick to anger, yelling, and physical punishment made him unpredictable.</p><p>In contrast, my mom was almost always sweet and caring. Though she also had moments of anger and physical punishment, it was less frequent than my dad's.</p><p>After transitioning, I found it challenging to adopt the term "mom." My therapist reminded me that bearing a child isn't a requirement to be called one. I raise, love, listen, fight for, and am emotionally available to mine. </p><p>Reflecting on my "mothering" skills, I realize how much I’ve learned from my mom, sans the physical punishment. I could have taken the path my dad did, passing on generational trauma. Instead, I chose to reflect my mom's nurturing side, blending it with my wife's and my own approach.</p><p>Today, we have a beautiful human being who is caring, empathetic, expressive, and has a real voice in our home. I'm grateful for choosing my mom's way, not my dad's.</p><p><a href="https://infosec.exchange/tags/ParentingReflections" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>ParentingReflections</span></a> <a href="https://infosec.exchange/tags/GenerationalHealing" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>GenerationalHealing</span></a> <a href="https://infosec.exchange/tags/MotherhoodJourney" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MotherhoodJourney</span></a></p>