I’m teaching my kids financial literacy and self-compassion. My immigrant parents didn’t have the tools to do the same for me.

Sometimes, I feel a bit envious of everything my children are learning and wonder how my parents would have parented me if they had access to the same information I do. But I’m also excited; I love teaching my kids strategies that will help them thrive.

I model self-compassion

I am also trying to model self-compassion techniques. Whenever I make a mistake, I usually say, “It’s OK. It happens.” Similarly, when my kids make mistakes, I remind them that everyone makes mistakes. That’s how we learn.

When I sense my son is scared to do something, I tell him I get scared, too. If he is drawing something and is unhappy about the results, I say that it’s OK — things don’t always turn out the way we want them to.

Teaching my kids all of these techniques makes me feel guilty, as if the way I parent is a criticism of how my parents raised me. But I remind myself that parenting differently does not imply one way is inferior and the other superior. Different can simply mean enhanced.

I’m letting the guilt go by embracing the way my parents raised me and enhancing it by providing my children with what I didn’t have.