It’s funny how this thread, here in 2023, has evolved from similar threads of a decade or so ago, when many posters seemed to agree that they reserved a smack on their child’s butt for something serious like attempting to run into the street. They wanted it to make an impact and have shock value so the child wouldn’t do it again.
One of the worst things I ever saw was when I worked in a pediatric ER (long before I had kids) and a two yr old child was brought in, hit by a car. Mom was putting her baby in the car seat when the other child dashed out. That child did not make it. I also did CPR on a drowned three yr old and then had to give a deposition about it in a legal setting. That child made it, but life was never the same - for any of them in the family. Once, a dad ran in with a child’s leg wrapped in a bloody towel and a foot in a jar - child ran near the lawnmower. Etc. Terrifying, sad stories, yes. But these are also realities. Personally I would not fault a parent for disciplining their child for trying to run into the street, going near a pool unsupervised, walking up to a strange dog’s face, or any number of potentially dangerous situations for said child. YMMV. And yes, I don’t remember exactly, but chances are pretty good that mine got disciplined for serious infractions like that, that could cause them harm. But 99.9999999% of the time, we talked things out pretty good, as I assume most parents here do, as well.
Not too long ago I was in the car with my kids, now grown, and I can’t remember what started the conversation but I apologized to them, sort of generally, for not being a perfect mom. They laughed, in confusion, I think, and reassured me I had nothing to apologize for. They get it. I look forward to them being parents some day if that’s the path they choose.
I also had some conversations with my own mother over the years about some stuff that had happened and I came to realize through these conversations that my mother was a victim herself, not just during her childhood but during her marriage. I forgave both her and my father for anything that transpired, and as the years have gone by I realize more and more that they did the best they could with what they themselves had to work with (ie their own circumstances), and with what they knew at the time, etc. Forgiveness is for the forgiver (not the forgivee), so they can let go of stuff. It worked for me. Bottom line, I know my parents loved me, and that is really the thing most important to me.