To ask you to tell me about a moment when you were particularly proud of your child?

[MrsKiplin]

I found out that my dd has been gave her spare pe kit to a friend whose mum forgot to bring hers in. Some of the other girls had been teasing this girl but my dd helped her instead. Just wondered about everyone else's proud moments!

I might get flamed for being proud of this but I'm always proud of my 3 year old never forgetting his manners. From around 18 months he would always say please and thank you - if someone stopped to let us pass walking or in his puschair he would always way thank you. I can't count the number of strangers who have made a point of saying what lovely manners he has.

I think I get so proud also because I'm a single parent so that bit of reassurance means the world. When he was around 2.5 I was crying and he walked in - he said "don't be sad mummy, I'm so proud of you". Now I'm under no illusions, he has no idea what that actually means in a likelihood but the sentiment was real and nothing could have made me happier.

My eldest son's best friend lost his father (a good friend of our family) a few years ago. The boys were 6. I'm proud of the way DS quietly supported his friend in the aftermath, particularly at their school sports day about a fortnight later when his little friend fell and DS stopped, helped him up off the floor and ran with him to the finish line, hand in hand. DS could win every race he ever runs and I would never be prouder of him than I was that day.

sobbing at this thread (I may have been drinking )

I'm proud of my DD every day, but nothing like others on here.

I haven’t got any DC but reading this thread with tears in my eyes, well done to all of you for raising such wonderful children

Shakeatailfeather

Ds when he stood up to his (normally nice) friends and wouldn’t do something which would be basically humiliating a girl in his class (who he didn’t get on with)

Dd when I overheard her saying to a friend that it wasn’t nice to leave people out and they should let the other girl play too.

Oh and also ds watched Red Nose Day ages about 8? And was crying and went and emptied his money box and gave it all.

Most recently, last week we got a call home from school. They give positive phone calls at the end of each week, her headteacher told us that DDs teacher had put her name forward because she was always polite, and helpful as well as hard working, she is apparently a perfect role model.

I cried little happy tears. I was a shit at school, was lovely to hear that she’s well regarded, but we do know this because she’s the TAs favourite, and her teachers have expressed over the past few years what a pleasure she is to have in class. Which is a relief as she didn’t seem particularly liked by teachers in her old school.

I’m so proud of her. She’s the kindest human I’ve ever met,

I told DC my DB was diagnosed terminal cancer earlier this year. DD (age 9)s instant reaction was "then lets make the most of our time" and demanded to go to his house right away and hug him. She now goes over once a week to colour with him and play board games.

I’ve just remembered another and I’m not sure proud is the right way to describe it and I hope it’s not offensive to anyone but... dd (10) And’s dd (6) has been playing with a wee boy in our street for a few weeks. I was always keeping an eye on them but only ever saw them with this boy from a distance or when they were sat down catching ants or whatever. Anyways they told me ‘Luke’ was 9, he used to live in Ireland, he liked Liverpool F.C., he had a big sister and a little brother etc etc. One day he came to knock on our door and I realised that Luke had pretty severe physical disabilities and neither had even mentioned it.

Dd also has a wee boy in her class with severe autism, he’s non verbal mostly but dd makes a real effort with him and woe betide anyone who is mean about him. She is so proud of him when he does something like learn a new sign or manages to say a word or sits quietly in assembly: I think it does her the world of good tbh having him in her class and hopefully helps him too.

I’m proud of both of my children but my DS has had me in tears a few times with his empathy for others. When he was 5 and in reception class he had learnt about starving children in Africa and told me about how all hungry children were in Africa. I told him that, sadly, that was not true and in fact children locally sometimes went to bed hungry or their parent/s had to use foodbanks. The next morning he told me that he was worried that these children wouldn’t have anything ‘yummy’ to eat at Christmas and that they may not have a present to open. So, he decided to ask if he could buy some selection boxes out of his savings and wrap them so that local children would have a present to open and something to eat on Christmas Day (we had been reading Charlie and the chocolate factory too so this may also have influenced it!) He then told his teacher what he was doing and asked if he could ask his classmates to donate a selection box each which a few did. Next, he asked our vicar if he could ask people at church and stood up in front of the whole congregation, at just 5 years old, and told them why he wanted them. In all he collected 98 selection boxes which he then helped me to gift wrap!

I honestly didn’t think I could be any prouder until the following year....

The following Christmas our town was holding a ‘write a letter to Santa’ competition for the local children. Children were asked to write a letter to Father Christmas telling him what they wanted for Christmas and one person would receive a ‘special gift’. DS went to his room and wrote a letter which my DH then took and posted in the special postbox (I thought DH had read it and he thought I had but neither did - which could’ve been embarrassing!) We forgot all about it until I received a phone call from the town council offices to say that DS had had everyone in tears with his letter. I didn’t understand until the lady told me he’d insisted that he didn’t want any presents that year and that he wanted them all to go to children who were not as lucky as him because he’d been blessed with a baby sister that year and all he needed was his family (he’d been asking Santa and praying for a baby sister for almost 5 years before it happened). Honestly never cried so many proud, happy tears...I’m actually crying now but that may be the He’s always been thoughtful and very compassionate of others but this was amazing. He refused point blank to accept any gifts that year and insisted that everything was donated and I truly think that made him happier than receiving presents (he did still get some that Santa insisted he had).

I couldn’t be prouder of either of my children but don’t get me wrong they’re not angels all the time....today has proven that for sure

Sorry it’s so long

Addicted That made me cry! What a boy you have there. If you live in the North Wales area and are at all interested in an arranged marriage I have a 7 year old girl 😂😂hope it is OK to joke about such things on here.

Resting I’m sorry to say that even though he’s only 9 now, he’s had the same ‘girlfriend’ for at least 7 months! He also has a so called waiting list of about 3 girls
Sorry but not North Wales, although we did drive in/out of the Welsh border a few weeks ago to get to Shropshire

@shakeatailfeather and @Matilda15
Really sorry to hear of you losing your kids' dads/dh . We lost my dh/dc's dad unexpectedly in May and i've not really come across others in the same situation until now.

What a gorgeous thread

When my 10 DS congratulated a much lower graded player on beating him in a chess tournament.

When the school were showing the children where a German bomber had been shot down in the school grounds in the war. The children were discussing all the reasons why it was good and the teacher said my son was the only one who put his hand up and said “it’s not good. Somebody died and he has a family and a mum that would cry.”

He was 5. I felt very proud. There’s loads more but this one stuck out as he is such a compassionate boy.

What a wonderful thread....

My DS(13) has just braved a doctor's appointment to explain the extent of his (as yet undiagnosed) mental health concerns. The doctor was amazing, and DS was able to frankly and without fear of judgment, tell him how he has been feeling. It was hard, so hard, but he did it and will now receive professional support. God I love my boy, and am so proud.

My son is an army medic and was working on placement in A and E. An old gentleman was bought in by ambulance and it became clear he was slipping away. Despite attempts to contact the man's family, no one came to be with him. My son's shift finished and the transport was due to leave. He told them to go. He went back and sat with the man and held his hand until he passed a few hours later. I sobbed with pride at how much my boy had turned into a man.

My DD told my Mother off for being racist. Go girl!

Missus, what an amazing step for your ds to have taken. I hope he can now get the support that he needs.

Lovely to read of all of these wonderful young people.

I am immensely proud of my dd (16) every single day. For over half her life she has had to endure a health condition that impacts on her both physically and mentally. Even simple things are a battle for her. And yet she retains her confidence and desire to learn. She is courageous, intelligent, loving and my heart breaks that she has to endure so much. I am in awe of her strength and think she is simply amazing.

I had to bring DS 2yo to the clinic with me recently as I needed to have bloods done. He handed out a magazine to everyone in the waiting room and then kissed my arm after the blood was taken and glanced up at me to check that he had successfully consoled me then did a runner in the car park but hey .

When the boy they wanted to send to a special school, who had unintelligible speech age 5 graduated yesterday as a Doctor.

On DS’s report this year his PE teacher had finished with the comment “Mr *said what a nice lad he is”.
And last year when the parent of one of his classmates told us how he’d quietly intervened to stop his son’s friends hiding his bag making him late for classes.The poor boy had been putting up with it for weeks because “it was friends having a bit of fun” . DS has suffered low level bullying in the past and tries hard not to be a bystander.