December 10, 2015

Attachment Parenting.  Free Range Parenting.  Ferber Method.  No Cry Sleep Solution. Happiest Baby On the Block.  Dr. Sears.  Vaccination wars.  Pediatrician approved versus parent approved versus grandparent approved methods for feeding, sleeping, disciplining, bonding, and separation.  Lactation specialists and nursing clubs.  Formula feeding dos and dont's.  Cow’s milk or goat’s milk or almond milk or no milk when babies become toddlers.  Approved sippy cups and preschool mandates about how your kid should suck liquids and when and how your kid should poop and pee.

At a time of excitement and uncertainty, we seek community.  We want insight, advice, and support.  Breast or bottle?  Attached or removed?  If I intervene too much, I’ll become a “helicopter” parent.  If I try “free-range,” will I get arrested?

For many of us who eagerly greet parenthood, we are slapped in the face with well intended and sometimes not so well intended people, advice, judgments, and labels.  Others judge us as mothers and fathers, and they judge our kids too.  And most of us are even harder on ourselves.

And it all changes so fast.  What was once the way to introduce peanuts to your child isn’t the way to do it five years later.  What once seemed reasonable science is retracted.  What once seemed sound parent-to-parent advice is publicly damned.

And just when your children are becoming more independent and you're feeling more comfortable, there are daycares and preschools to choose.  Your choices are scrutinized not only by you but by a surprisingly high number of people you didn’t think would ever care so much about where your child attends school or receives care while you’re at work.

As your child enters elementary school, there are new variables, new families, new teachers, new rules and standards, and new ways to engage or disengage with different parent groups, systems, and institutions.  

With regard to our daughter’s educational and extra curricular choices, I often find it hard to determine when she would best be served by me and her dad getting out of the way versus us advocating or strategizing on her behalf.  And our daughter is only in second grade!  I don’t pretend to understand the world of uncertainty that awaits us as she enters adolescence and her teenage years.

Parenting is awesome, and it’s hard too. We all know this. We all get this.  As a fairly privileged white woman in a predominantly affluent community, I know I have it pretty good.  

The labels and systemic stuff that I confront as a parent are a small drop in the bucket compared to what many people of color face, or those whose first language isn’t English, or those who struggle economically, or those with children with diagnosed medical, behavioral, developmental, and psychological conditions.

With this Blog, I hope to share with you some of the lessons I've learned (and many more I am still trying to learn) about acknowledging and also releasing fears related to being a parent and person in this wonderful and sometimes terrifying world. And I hope you will share with me too~

3 comments:

  1. It was nice to read that someone else questions their parenting style, choices, and ability. I know we all do but to actually read about it is reassuring that I am not the only one that feels this way. Becoming a mother was the best thing that has ever happened to me. It has also been the most difficult and heartbreaking thing I have ever done.

    Before we give birth to our children, we have an "ideal" of what being a parent is going to be like and what our "perfect little bundle of joy" will be. I thought that having a baby was going to the most joyous occasion of my life. I was extremely happy when I had our first child, a boy, 11 years ago. He was born at 35 weeks but he was "perfect." He did not even need to go to the NICU. It was that evening in the hospital that I first cried over being a mother. It was that night that I realized how much I could possibly love another human being and that I was now faced with trying to protect him from all the evils of the world. While in the womb I protected him, but now that he was here, how was I going to possibly protect him from, well, everything and everyone?

    I became a daycare provider so that I could stay home with him. I did everything I could to protect my perfect little boy and at age 5 my little guy was diagnosed with Tourette's Syndrome. My heart broke. I was depressed over the diagnoses. I was angry and upset that my child had something that would cause him grief. I was angry that my child was not "perfect" any more. It was then that a teacher friend of mine told me that it was okay to mourn the loss of my "perfect, ideal" child. I have now come to the conclusion that there is no such thing as a perfect child (health or behavior wise).

    When my son was 10 he started exhibiting signs of OCD (sudden onset) that turned our family life upside down. I had to make some difficult decisions in his schooling and his medical care before we ended up with the diagnosis and the life we know now. At the time, teachers, specialists, and even my mother questioned my choices. I had to politely tell all of them to keep their opinions and suggestions to themselves (my mother included). I have a child development degree with a minor in psychology but when it comes to your own child it doesn't matter what your training or knowledge is in. Your Heartstrings are in control. I even explained to all of them that my choice may prove to be incorrect but only time will tell. I have to do what I think is best for my child at the time.

    Ultimately, I truly feel that, if you act in the best interest of your child and you question yourself now and then, you must be a good parent. Other people have no right to judge how someone parents until they are faced with the same issues. I don't think that some families are dysfunctional while others are perfect. Every family has issues and we need to respect the differences and choices that are made by others.

    Sorry for leaving such a long comment. I look forward to reading your future blogs.

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    1. Rachel: Thank you for sharing your experiences. I'm so glad you commented, and I appreciate your perspective. I love your, "I have to do what I think is best for my child at the time." YES! My friend and neighbor has a daughter diagnosed with autism, and we talk about the beauty and pain of parenting a lot, whether you are raising a "typical or "special" child, and that's what instigated this Blog. All my love, dear friend!

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