You become a parent, you do some weird stuff. This is why I try not to stank-eye other moms, because we're all doing the things we think are important, regardless of how nutty they look. You think it matters to breastfeed your kid til he's four? You do you. I don't like to tell my kid she's okay when she's fallen and hurt herself.
Which is what we do, right? A kid falls, we're like, You're ok! You're fine. Because we think it's reassuring. But then I had Eleanor and now I'm like, Wait. This is just going to give her a bizarre and erroneous idea of what 'okay' means. 'Okay' means my knee hurts. 'Fine' means I'm super angry about something.
So we don't tell her she's okay. She falls, and we're like, Ooop, you fell. You hurt your knee. Give it a rub. If she cries, we're like, Do you need a kiss? Do you need a cuddle? Because your head hurts. Because you bonked it.
The OTHER reason we don't tell her she's okay is because we want her to feel her feelings, and to understand them, and to understand that WE understand them (this is where I start to feel a little Attachment Parenty). Because now that she knows what 'okay' and 'fine' mean, if she's hurt or upset and I'm like, You're fine, it makes her MORE UPSET. Because I'm trying to minimize what is, for her, a legitimate emotion.
And it's working out remarkably well. Eleanor hurts herself almost constantly, and she's usually just like, Oh! Hurt the thigh! Mama kiss it? (She once asked me to kiss her tongue, because she bit it, because she bites her tongue more than any person who has ever lived. I didn't kiss it. Should I have? It seemed weird.) If she cries, you ask her what happened, and once she can articulate it she usually calms down. Usually it's in some backwards English scramble like Hurt de fingers de hurt an blocks hurt fingers. But you get the idea.
It's a narrow road between thinking too hard about your parenting and not giving it enough thought at all. Mostly I'm just doing what my parents did, what my friends do, what I fell into the habit of doing when I worked in child care. This is a thing that I do even though it feels, you know, just slightly like Overconcerned Parenting. But my kid is turning out (mostly) okay, so I'mma keep it up.