How has having CFS (or fibro) affected your parenting?
I didn’t get sick until after we had two children; they were 6 and 10 when I became bedridden several years ago.
Even though I often wish I could do more active things with my kids (bike riding, hiking, etc.), in many ways I think I’m a better parent than I was before I got sick. Sounds kinda crazy, I know.
My faith is stronger, and my kids see my dependance upon prayer and upon God. They see us asking others for prayers when we need it, and they see and feel the fruit of those prayers through God’s graces.
I’m much less uptight about certain things than I used to be (housecleaning, making sure things are “perfect” before we have company, etc.). Especially in the case of my teenage daughter, I think I have been more accepting of her growing up and less interfering with the details of her schoolwork than I would have been before. We would have really butt heads a lot more if I hadn’t had this illness.
My children are very compassionate, especially with other adults they know who have health issues. They are more “tuned in” to when others aren’t doing well, and will go ask them how they’re doing after Church and give them a hug. We’ve had many people marvel at how compassionate our teenagers are!
There are so many days when my children keep me going. Especially in the early days when I was bedridden, it would have been so easy to just stay there and give up. Because of them, I fought, I sought out doctors who understood, and I still drag myself out of bed when I don’t feel like it, for them.
I’m sure there’s more, but you get the idea. Out of every cross, there is also a blessing!