Oo, I’ll bet that title caught your attention. I should offer a little truth in advertising here. I’m not going to state the obvious, like “Don’t let your kids eat bleach” or “Never give your toddler a piranha.” I am also not going to touch the controversial stuff, like co-sleeping or formula.
Nope. I’m going to tell you about some of the mistakes that
my husband and I have made (and learned from) in the past four years of
parenthood.
10. Don’t compare.
Whether it’s some weird game of one-upmanship (My son had to be fed every hour and thirty minutes exactly!) or ego
deflation (Why didn’t MY daughter recite
the Preamble at the age of three?), comparisons belong in the supermarket,
not the nursery. Everybody has their own version of normal. Celebrate it!
9. Don’t push.
Our son has a fabulous sense of pitch and an astonishing gift for mathematics.
While Mama and Daddy are understandably proud, Junior gives not a hoot. Will he
provide the answer to multiplication problems before guests? He will not. He
wants to play in the kitchen with his magnetic refrigerator letters. We’re
getting better at treating Junior like our son, rather than a trained seal.
8. Don’t be
inflexible. Yeah, setting things in stone went out the window from day one.
“Oh, you wanted to try natural childbirth? I’m sorry. You’ll be having an
emergency C-section; thank you for playing.” From no candy before breakfast to the elusive and mythical bedtime,
rules are made to be broken on occasion.
7. Don’t
overschedule. This is for the parents as much as the kids. Childhood is so
very fleeting, and time together is precious. Leave a few days or nights open
each week and let your kids be kids. No lessons, sports, or classes. Just
family and a few hours of silly fun. Make paper bag hats, play a board game, or
maybe read together.
6. Don’t Google.
For the love of all that is sane, do not go looking up your kid’s odd symptoms
online. You will only freak out your entire family by becoming convinced that Junior
has West Duluth Prune Fungus, and waste time in needless worry. Call your
doctor if you’re worried; go to the ER if it’s an emergency.
5. Don’t listen.
This actually means that you should be selective about listening. Your kid just
learned how to count backwards? Drop what you’re doing and listen, by all
means. A so-called friend just denounced you as a lazy mother for not forcing
your two-year-old to speak? Plug your ears and run away. True story, by the
way. Junior was more comfortable using ASL at that age; the friend referred to
it as a cop-out. Long story short, we continued the sign language and
discontinued the friendship.
4. Don’t judge.
It pops into everybody’s head at some point. “What’s wrong with those parents? MY
child would never do THAT!” Trust me. He will. And if he doesn’t, it’s because
he’s going to do something even more outlandish and aggravating.
3. Don’t worry. I
am a Worrier First Class. I once entertained dark thoughts of not going in to
work because what if my husband took Junior out onto the porch to play, and the
dog down the street was actually part rabid dingo and ate my husband, leaving
our son to wander the street in tears? Happens all the time in the suburbs, she
said with an eye roll. I got over it. A little worry now and then is healthy.
If worrying begins to interfere with your daily life, talk to your clergy or a
counselor.
2. Don’t try to be
superparent. Your partner has a valid opinion, and doesn’t deserve to be
relegated to the sidelines of childcare. A crookedly pinned diaper is not the
end of the world, and there is no such thing as “the wrong color sippy.” They
are called your partner for a reason. Besides, wouldn’t you love a nap right
now?
1. Don’t forget to
laugh. Caught up in medical bills and long work hours, it’s very easy to
focus on the negative side of life. We’re very lucky to have Junior, who seems
to know exactly when to step in with a silly song or a hug to cheer us up. Kids
are a joy; treat them as such.
What’s on your list?
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Such solid and logical advice that many of us overlook while in the moment. Children are often much better at being themselves without outside interference. Thanks, Audrey.
ReplyDeleteI am a recovering overscheduler. We used to fly around the city every night and into the weekend, from one class to another. Now we all cherish our free nights. The kids have time to play with their friends, and we aren't living every spare second in the van.
ReplyDeleteI don't have any kids, so I can't offer advice on parenting, except when it comes to my dog. Don't spoil your dog. That said, I don't follow my own advice!
ReplyDeleteLove these tips, Audrey! Thank you! The "Don't Google" tip is one I need to practice myself! Yikes.
ReplyDeleteOMG, this is my parenting book, only funnier. So much of this made me smile, but it also had me nodding. I especially liked your little story about listening. One of our sons, a twin, did not speak until he was three. He did use the kinetic twin speech and chatter with his sister, but he let her translate for us English-speaking humans. Educators were concerned that he would never do well in school because of his language deficit. That kid, not only did well in school and is now a successful computer scientist, he is a gifted musician who writes music and plays several instruments. I'm glad we did not listen to the educators and put him in classes for the learning-challenged.
ReplyDeleteYou listening, Aud?
ReplyDeleteI loved this post, Audrey. It made me smile, laugh, nod, and OK I admit it, cry. Thank you for being you and for sharing this with us. Gratefully, Rana
ReplyDeleteThis is great! Very funny... and very TRUE! Thank you for sharing these with us.
ReplyDeleteSo, I've always wanted to write a book titled: How to Raise Your Kids . . . by A Single Girls Without Any. Seriously, how hard can it be?! I'm sure I'd have the perfect children because I'd be the perfect mother. KIDDING! :-) Though not having any children it is a claim I can make with a smirky grin, and no one can prove me wrong. I do salute, however, the legions of people doing their best to stay sane while fighting a battle with the imperfect science of raising children. It's not easy, I hear, and this list looks like it might make it a tad easier. Good luck to all of you parents! ( And, I will continue to relish my current status of would-be-perfect-mother. LOL!)
ReplyDeleteAnd, that should read " . . . by A Single Girl" not "Girls." Ha, quite an indication of how imperfect a mother I'd be :-)
ReplyDeleteLove this post, Aud! It's so true that everybody thinks he or she knows exactly how to deal with your kid. One of our girls was anorexic as a teenager, and you wouldn't believe the number of people who asked us, "Do you realize how dangerously thin your daughter is?" Their hearts were in the right place, but yes, we did realize it, and we fought the battle to show her she was loved and accepted BUT that not eating was not okay.
ReplyDeleteGosh, THAT turned into a vent.... Sorry. ~sheepish grin~
Oh, yeah! Maryann, I'll be sending you another e-mail VERY soon.
ReplyDeleteSharing, venting; it's all good. ;)
ReplyDeleteHeh, heh! Thanks, all! This was a lot of fun to write, even if many of the laughs came long after the actual incidents. *snicker*
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful!! So funny, yet so incredibly, undeniable true!! Thanks for these, I'm passing them on.
ReplyDeletePerfect! Thanks for posting.
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