Predicting The Future – What Will My Child Become?

We all want our child to become something amazing…don’t we? An astronaut, the next intellectual mastermind, a doctor, olympic gold medalist. We enrol them in piano lessons, footie trials, phonics classes, making them count every step so they can be ahead of their peers.

When he was still in my womb, I was adamant George was going to be a genius. He wasn’t going to get it from me, even his Dad isn’t of genius status. But was Albert Einstein or Stephen Hawking’s parents of a high IQ level? I honestly don’t know, but I really thought it was something I could nurture George to be. It’s becoming evident that he wasn’t born a genius. Some of his peers are already ahead of him and amaze me so much with their knowledge and abilities. I’m pretty sure if you have a genius on your hands you would know by the time they are 2 years old.

So genius status out of the window I’m thinking rock legend, footie player, olympic snowboarder or maybe an architect? I’m totally not one of these pushy parents. Whilst we try to include learning in our everyday play, I’m all for enjoying the world around us. I totally believe in the notion that children learn best through play. With George I’ve seen it with my own eyes.

Right now, in his three long years, I can’t pinpoint any one particular skill that he has. Anything that seems extraordinary for a child of his age. Except one thing.

Health and safety.

Since he was a dot he has been meticulous about health and safety. Constantly risk assessing everything. Whilst he learnt to walk at 11 months, it wasn’t without some blatant risk assessing going on. He was too scared to sit himself back down again when he learned to stand by himself. He would stand himself up then cry until someone helped him sit back on the ground again. Bumping on to his bottom was not an option. And so it’s continued.

He once spent 20 full minutes at the top of a baby slide at the soft play, assessing whether it was safe to go down. I was directing the other children to go round him until eventually he decided to climb back down the steps and abandon all notion of it. You can’t force him to do things he deems risky either or he will cry for a lot longer than just the task in hand.

As time as gone on though I have noticed that this behaviour isn’t fear. He isn’t scared of climbing or jumping or running. He’s more than content to lean over the edge when we are at the top of a really high castle wall. He loves going fast on his bike and scooter and whizzing them up ramps.

It appears he is actually scared of anything which makes him feel out of control. Swings, slides,roundabouts, fair rides…if he can’t be in complete control of what happens he won’t enter into it.

So that’s his niche. His forté. He likes to be in charge, in control, getting his own way. I often liken him to a mini communist dictator. What three-year old doesn’t like getting their own way though! Only we have noticed a pattern lately when hubs pointed out this is very much Mummy’s forté.

I am master of getting my own way and not in a diva dance but just skilfully and tactfully willing people round to my idea. Failing that I’m so laid back sometimes I often go with the flow, I do like a surprise.

So what of my control freak child. What future will this trait lead him to? I’m so excited to find out. Of course there’s absolutely no pressure on him to be anything fabulous. Someone at George’s school recently shared a quote on the group page which really struck with me;

‘Don’t become preoccupied with your child’s academic ability. Instead, teach them to sit with those sitting alone. Teach them to be kind. Teach them to offer their help. Teach them to be a friend of the lonely. Teach them to encourage others. This is how they’ll change the world.'”

Author unknown. 

I think this says it all.

George is amazing. You can literally see him analysing and processing tasks during play. He is master of building and creating things. His imagination is much like my own and he loves nothing more than to watch the world go by.

He has a passion for living creatures and making sure they are safe. We once spent 10 minutes in the street, waiting to ensure a snail had safely crossed the pavement. I offered to assist, I wasn’t allowed. Maybe he will become the future David Attenborough?

In all honesty as long as he is happy and enjoys what he does and it sustains his way of life then I’m happy for my future son, whatever he may become.

What hopes and dreams do you have for your child(ren)?

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24 thoughts on “Predicting The Future – What Will My Child Become?

  1. With teenagers I think you become so much more conservative in putting your own dreams on them. Ngozi Adiche has this great quote that “you might do all the things I suggest, and she will still turn out different from what you hoped, because sometimes life just does its thing. What matters is you try. ..And…be guided by your love for your child” #KCACOLS

  2. I just want my boys to be happy, strong, responsible adults with a job they love that would put food on the table.
    My elder son is now in his final year in uni, pursuing a degree in Microbiology; something quite unexpected. He had always wanted to be a pilot when he was little!
    My younger son is in his first year of uni, doing a degree in Artificial Intelligence. He had always wanted to be a doctor!


    1. Wow what an about turn! I was the same though. I wanted to be a weather girl, chef, translator, travel rep, camerawoman, ended up being a Pharmacy technician lol

      Thanks for stopping by #KCACOLS

  3. This is such a beautiful post. <3 Before Marianna was born I had all these plots and plans of the things she would do, how I would do things with her, etc, but I hadn't really grasped that she was going to be her own person. I'm constantly awed by how much she can understand about herself and the world around her, and how strong her own sense of self is. It makes me feel so lucky and proud, even if she isn't the perfectly mannered prodigy I once envisioned! 🙂 #KCACOLS

    1. Thanks Jessica. I really value your comment. I find it hard to see George be shy because I feel I missed out on so much being shy when I was younger and I’ve enjoyed life much more since I’ve left that behind. But I’ve learnt that he will be who he is and I can’t change that. Guidance and love is all he needs from me.

      Thanks for stopping by. Loving co hosting #KCACOLS with you.

  4. I love watching my children and wondering what they’ll end up doing with their lives, but honestly as long as they’re happy with their choices and treat others with kindness then I’ll be a very proud mum. I don’t think you need to be the top of your field to make a difference in the world, it’s all down to how you treat the people around you. x #KCACOLS

    1. Thanks Jeremy. So true and we can only show them options. They have to make the choices. I love the phrase “people can open the door for you but it’s up to you whether you walk through it”. Thanks for stopping by #KCACOLS

  5. Peachy also went through a phase when she was afraid to navigate her tush back to earth from a standing position. These days she has no fear whatsoever and runs toward danger at every occasion. She is however musically inclined and she is very observant. She is only 2 but I have known these two things about her when she was still an infant. #KCACOLS

  6. I think the most important thing (I have a 3 and 4 year old) is to continue to nurture their natural curiosity. Encourage them to learn and explore. Introduce the things they will have to learn later like numbers, letters, and always talk to them and explain everything as if they never heard it before. Because really, they never heard it before. They may not be geniuses but that doesn’t mean they can’t be smart, gifted, or talented. You’ll just have to wait and see. #KCACOLS

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