I'm 29 weeks pg with my first DC and, as many do I suppose, I have moments where I think I'll be a terrible mother. Not in a neglectful, abusive way, but in the sense that I may make a right balls-up of raising a mentally well-balanced child.
During my own childhood I never doubted that my parents loved me, however as I've got older I've realised that due to my upbringing, I was a very anxious child and this has followed me into adulthood.
My DF was very authoritarian. His stance was 'you will do as I say because I'm the adult and you're the child'. It was never explained to me WHY I wasn't allowed to do something, I was just expected to obey and if I questioned it (which I frequently did, as it happened so often) I'd typically get 'because I say so' or threatened with a 'wallop' for being cheeky (we're talking a smacked bum not a punch in the face, just to clarify!). DM was more lenient, but deferred to DF as the boss when he was there, such was the old-fashioned dynamic. So, my dad basically achieved compliance through pulling rank and fear.
I was also totally wrapped in cotton wool. OK so I was the PFB, but I remember feeling like such a baby compared to my friends, who were all allowed more freedom, much sooner, than I was. It was like my parents were determined to stop me growing up for as long as possible.
Now, as an adult, I feel hugely uncomfortable taking the lead in any situation. I am definitely a follower not a leader, and I was conditioned to be so by my parents. To behave in any other way is a massive step out of my comfort zone and takes a real effort. My anxiety eventually got so bad that I needed medication and had CBT (OK, so a painful divorce didn't help!).
How do I avoid passing these elements of my personality that I dislike to my baby? Some days I manage my anxiety better than others. Having a chilled-out OH definitely helps. I want our child to be confident, to allow him to learn some of life's lessons for himself rather than stopping him even trying for fear of all the bad things that could happen. I want him to enjoy life and take on challenges instead of running from them.
I'd never tell my parents any of the above, because I know they tried their best and they'd be mortified. However, I want to do better
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Sorry for the huge ramble and thanks for staying awake if you've got to the end
I know my issue seems trivial compared to people who are trying to break the cycle of terrible abuse, but it's something that weighs heavy on my mind.