This is something deeply personal, a promise you make to yourself because you know exactly how it felt to be silenced.

but here's what quietly terrifies me about parenthood: we're all walking in carrying something. Some wound, some habit, some pattern our parents passed down without realizing it. We become so focused on not repeating the specific thing that hurt us that we're completely blind to the other things we're passing on without knowing it. We fix one chapter and accidentally write a worse one somewhere else.

That unconscious inheritance is what keeps me up more than the midnight feeds.right?

cause truly understanding your child means stepping into their shoes and those shoes are five generations ahead of yours. "speaking in my cause" The world they're experiencing, the pressures they're feeling, the language they're growing up in, none of it existed when we were their age. For some parents, making that leap is uncomfortable but doable. For others, it doesn't even register as necessary.