Hardest thing I’ve ever had to learn to do. Personally, my children finally forced me to learn to draw hard lines. I was the mom who left things open-ended, and tried to model the behavior I expected from them. I didn’t want to be the “or else!” Mom.
I assumed that if I were raising them right, they would just WANT to do the right thing; the responsible thing; basically, they’d do what *I* would have done.
Yeah, all you moms can stop laughing now. Sigh. I figured it out. And it transferred over into the rest of my life. I got much better at stating my needs and expectations explicitly instead of hoping I could use vague, more “mild” verbiage and they would make the necessary intuitive leaps to where I really wanted them to be.
I’m a way bigger bitch these days lol.