03.09.2010



Reality check

Posted by Adrenalynn on July 7, 2009

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I’ve never claimed to be a parenting expert. Like everyone else I learn as I go along, and try to do the best I can to give my kids a good childhood. Sometimes I’m afraid I’m doing more damage than good, other times I feel like I’m getting the hang of this parenting thing, and most of the time I just feel extremely lucky and proud to have two children who are as sweet and easy to deal with as mine.

One of the things that have been most important to me in raising my kids has been to always treat them with respect. I’ve been careful to make sure I listen when my eldest at three years old is telling me something, and to mirror his enthusiasm. I’ve always tried to explain why I want him to do whatever I’m asking him to do, or why I don’t want him to do what he’s doing – even before he was old enough to understand. I’ve found that he’ll be more likely to act out or refuse to obey me if he’s confused or frustrated. If I’ve had to discipline him in some way, I’ve always made sure he understands why – and I’ve given him a chance to change his behavior before the consequences kick in. It is remarkable how many tantrums we’ve avoided, and how easy it’s been to get him to behave when we’re at the store or visiting someone. He has also developed an amazing ability to show empathy and always treats others with kindness. I believe this is a direct result of how we’ve treated him.

But lately, I’ve started to feel like I’m failing. I’m busy, tired and always in a hurry. When I tell him to come and put his shoes on in the morning I don’t have time to let him be a three year old. I know how important it is for him to take the time to finish what he’s doing and put it away, but I get impatient and frustrated when he doesn’t do what he’s told right away. And then I start raising my voice and I stop I listening. I waste more time getting angry and having a three year old throw a tantrum than if I had just let him use those four and a half seconds to put away his toy. And our morning would have been so much better. Then when I come home from work I have dinner to make, dishes to clean, diapers to change – and I fall into that same pattern. I don’t see him like I used to. I don’t speak to him like I used to. I don’t listen like I used to.

And guess what? He’s stopped listening to me. More often than not, he’ll ignore me when I ask him to do something. He gets more easily frustrated and, in turn, angry when something doesn’t go his way. And I know that I could so easily make it all better. It wouldn’t even require that much effort. And yet, here I am; tired, busy, impatient.

I’ve got one day left of my three-day vacation, and I hope that as we start our regular lives again on Thursday I’ll be able to start a new one. One where I’m moving towards becoming the mother I want to be, rather than in the opposite direction.


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