Now that my beautiful daughter is 2 – I am faced with things I consider Mommy Fouls. The term can easily be defined as ‘the fouls made under the influence of Mommy. ‘ I coined the term last week during a bedtime battle.
I couldn’t understand why my tot would not go to sleep. We had a busy day, she had a play date and nap-then I remember the timeline. Her nap was delayed because we went to the park later than usually. Ouch. This foul costs my team (hubby and I) valuable quality time. Our Mommy Fouls include: Packing: Anytime I think I’m making a quick trip, it turns into an extended journey and chances are I either forgot snacks, water/juice or extra clothes/wipes. Recently, I’ve gone without the travel potty or public potty cover only to re-route my journey, purchase supplies or run home to regroup. This foul cost me cherished time. Shopping: Sadly, we have left items in the car after unloading. The most significant being eggs and ground beef. My sister is a Mama that takes everything inside in one trip. I take smaller trips; yet, we’ve both missed things in the chaos of unloading the car with children. The cost of this foul is time and money. Grrr. During my Pre-Mama years, I left little room for errors. It annoyed me when I made mistakes and couldn’t understand how 98% was okay for some (I wanted everything to be perfect). Thank to my lovely daughter, I realize that shooting for a perfect batting average would drive me insane. So, my goal is to operate with less Mommy Fouls each day. Which Mommy Foul can you relate?
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As a parent, it is our duty to make sure that we provide everything in our power for our children to have the best life possible. This includes learning and providing education. But sometimes we get enveloped in the “superbaby” syndrome, where we are not only pushing our child to do well – but to be better than everyone else. We play Mozart for our womb (hello “pregaphone”), draw up “lesson plans” for our newborns during maternity (come on, you know who you are), purchase books out the wazoo, put iPads on our credit cards, ruminate over the best daycare, sell our spacious house (for ZERO profit) just to move into an apartment in the best school district (especially, you ATLANTA), purchase hundreds of flash cards, and order “Your Baby Can Read” when the commercial comes on during your 3am feeding (yes, my daughter had the entire set thanks to daddy). By the time of their first birthday - we become as anxious about our child recognizing colors as we are about choosing the next car seat. As understandable as this is, most is unnecessary. There is no research that supports the notion that children who display academic skills ahead of the curve (ex: reading before entering kindergarten) continue to have a “leg up” on his peers. Truth is, once the other kids enter school and are taught the essentials, they tend to catch up around 2nd or 3rd grade. So, yes we have reason to become fixated on finding the right elementary school but we go overboard with math pop quizzes for a 3 year old. One of the reasons is that young children are always learning – especially from their environment, they are learning the basics of communication, socialization, and trusting that their basic needs will be consistently met. When surveyed, most “gifted” children are not specifically the ones who were injected into early learning but those whom injected themselves. Naturally gifted children tend to be the ones initiating learning, seeking out academic activities on their own. Aside from bragging rights for mommy and daddy, you’re not really creating massive benefits. What children are learning are social norms, manners, and emotional intelligence – which if learned incorrectly, is hard to unlearn (just ask the 5th grader who is still biting his classmates). So, should we become anxious over our toddler’s ability to answer Jeopardy questions and play Scrabble – NO. BUT - we need to pay attention to how we, as parents and their other caregivers (especially daycare staff, grandparents, older siblings), conduct ourselves in front of our little ones. Even during flashcard sessions with your two year old – she is learning more by noticing your uninterrupted love, without cell phones, and your tone (i.e. reframing from getting angry when she answers “blue” when you ask her how many apples there are in the basket)... Happy teaching!!! ***Interesting info on the false claims of "Your Baby Can Read": http://www.ftc.gov/news-events/press-releases/2012/08/ads-touting-your-baby-can-read-were-deceptive-ftc-complaint ![]() Our Guest Blogger, Cherrell Thomas, is a professional counselor, licensed by the state of Georgia and certified by the national board of counselors. With over 7 years in the field, Cherrell has experience in multiple areas of mental health. Through her private practice, HELPFUL THERAPY CENTER LLC, she promotes the power of inner resiliency and encourages her clients to define their own "happy". However, she may have met her match in her three year old daughter who is teaching her everyday about life, parenting, and the struggle for sanity. Follow along as we uncover the myths in a candid conversation, only a Mama can identify. Remember when you were sending out adorable pics of your newborn, texting everyone in your life with the caption “I AM SO IN LOVE”. Well, that ends. This post is from me as a mommy, not a therapist. Although, I recently asked myself, “Have I ever been or am currently even really a therapist? Because a 3 year old is successfully playing mind games with me.” After two weeks of constant boundary pushing and limit setting by my dear daughter (which included a full evening of top-of-the lungs screaming, crying, and kicking from summer camp pick up to bedtime; and mommy locking herself in the bathroom to “collect” myself), this was my morning two days ago: 3: Can I take my makeup to school? Me: No 3: *falls out and throws her back on the floor* 3: Can I put this makeup on my cheeks? Me: When you get home 3: *falls out and throws her back on the floor* 3: Is it splash day at school today? Me: No, that’s tomorrow. 3: *falls out and throws her back on the floor* 3: I don’t want to go to school. Me: You are going to learn. 3: I don’t like to learn. Me: Well you can go and play outside with your friends. 3: I don’t want to go play outside. I don’t like the sun. *falls out and throws her back on the floor* Me: Get in this car, now! 3: I can’t – I need help walking. After four fall outs before leaving the house, I finally dropping her off (I actually stopped and took her out instead of doing a rolling stop as I had envisioned). I realized that this particular day, this particular week – I am not in love with my daughter. I LOVE her, but I’m not “in” love. As a start to feel guilty about that, I remind myself that she probably feels the same way about me right about now - and that’s okay. We have a lifetime together ahead of us and each day won’t be as precious as those newborn moments but I love her just the same if not more. A good friend told me: “no one tells you about this part of parenting” and she’s right. But it’s not because they are intentionally trying to hide that but when they share their sentiment about parenthood the reflexively share what they truly feel – the love, the responsibility, and their child’s beautiful face. When faced with the angst of being tested by your dear pooh; that beautiful face will resurface and you will fall IN LOVE all over again…while looking over them as they sleep (why do they look so innocent then?). Psychology of motherhood: Mommy - 14,745 Baby - 0 ![]() Our Guest Blogger, Cherrell Thomas, is a professional counselor, licensed by the state of Georgia and certified by the national board of counselors. With over 7 years in the field, Cherrell has experience in multiple areas of mental health. Through her private practice, HELPFUL THERAPY CENTER LLC, she promotes the power of inner resiliency and encourages her clients to define their own "happy". However, she may have met her match in her three year old daughter who is teaching her everyday about life, parenting, and the struggle for sanity. Follow along as we uncover the myths in a candid conversation, only a Mama can identify. |
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