Showing posts with label Children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Children. Show all posts

Monday, September 23, 2013

Dear Parents: parenting matters


Dear parents,

Parenting is exhausting. It’s hard work – I know from experience. Kids get into everything, play with everything…and then leave everything. I get it. It’s tiring and overwhelming and wonderful – sometimes even all at once! But from one mom to another, can I be honest for a second?

I firmly believe we are doing our kids a disservice. When we are tired and we don’t enforce rules, we’re saying apathy is ok. When we laugh off a child’s failure to put things back where it belongs, we teach them not to value cleanliness. When we let a child tear up property that isn’t theirs and don’t do anything about it, we fail to educate our child that everything has value and is worth protecting.

This comes from some recent observations and it’s frustrating. Sure, you probably took your kid(s) to this place because they were climbing the walls at your house! However, we don’t get a break from parenting (unless you count those nights where the babysitter’s in charge – please parents, tell me you take those nights!?). We knew that when we were pregnant and attended the baby classes. But now we KNOW it! We live it. It takes a toll on us. But in the scheme of life, 18 years is nothing. So hang in there parents. We’re all tired. We all are overwhelmed. But please please please! Don’t give up on parenting.

Teach your child they can play with as many things as they want, but what they get out must go back in its own place. Teach your child to respect property – both theirs and others. Teach them that if something breaks, gets torn, or they lose their mind for a minute that it’s ok, but that there are consequences. The consequence may be simply saying “I’m sorry” or it may be working to earn money to replace it. But teach them consequences. Teach them with rewards too! Reward their good behavior! Reward them for putting things back. Reward them for obeying rules! It doesn’t mean big rewards – verbal praise or a hug is enough. They simply need to know that they’re doing things right.
We lose the right to complain about other's children, or our society, or even simply our own children when we forget to parent. If we're not living it - in the trenches, exhausted, weary, overwhelmed to tears, excited, laughing with our kiddos, rolling on the floor, baking cookies, and cleaning the house side by side with them - we don't get to complain. Today, I'm in it. Today I'm living it, so I write this with a clear conscious. Tomorrow, this may come back to bite me. It's a day by day struggle and I know it.  Hang in there! Keep it up! Parenting matters. You matter.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

We survived

We survived Monday. We didn't thrive by any means, but we survived and some days that's the best outcome for the day. But yesterday I woke up with Ecclesiastes 3 pressing on my heart. So I read the chapter I've read many time before. For everything there is a purpose, a reason for everything under the sun. A time.... Fill in the blank - laugh, cry, dance, grieve, kill, heal, etc etc. Then the chapter ends with kind of a downer statement - but one that hit me in the face. I'm paraphrasing but basically "enjoy life now because you won't come back from the dead to enjoy life. "

So I took on yesterday (and aim to take on everyday) with that in mind. There is a time to cuddle and a time when it will end. A time to wipe off snot, drool, etc from every imaginable surface and a time to reminisce on those days. A time to work out and a time to stop and laugh with your son who things jumping jacks are really funny. A time to do push-ups and a time to once again stop and laugh with your son as he snuggles under your arm when you push up and thinks you're hugging him.

I hear it weekly from multiple sources to enjoy this time because it goes fast. I think a lot of those people saying that forgot how exhausting and intense this stage is for us newbies. However, that doesn't negate the truth in that statement. And most days I do ok with this. But ok isn't enough for me or for my precious baby boy. I must keep striving to enjoy every moment in every stage.