This will be long and rambling--I'm feeling really troubled about this whole thing. No need to comment necessarily--I just need to put it all out and hope I find some way to sort it out. Thanks if you read.
I had a conversation with my MIL last night that has me questioning everything about my parenting. First of all--why do people do that to eachother? Parenting is HARD--you make good choices, bad decisions, fly and soar, crash and burn--and as long as the kids don't grow up to be serial killers, things turn out ok, right?
I have 2 awesome kids (dd is 12--ds is 16). They excel academically, are active in sports, theater, dd is into horses--I often call them "stepford children" because they don't bicker like "normal" siblings, are respectful and appropriate around adults--in short, I don't have to do much more than guide them. From the outside it might look like we push because they do well--dh and I truly have to do little more than provide opportunity (like with horses)--they kids supply the drive. Our challenge is more to rein in their drive than supply it. Sometimes I wonder which is harder--raising an overachiever or an underachiever--two sides of the spectrum, each with very real challenges.
My MIL is a master-degreed early childhood educator. She made a specific point when her children were small--and she flat out told me last night--not to ever tell her children she was proud of them. To her mind, (and some study she spews) telling children you are proud of them begets a mindset that the praise is the goal. My children, in her words, are "praise junkies" and it's our fault for creating that. I have always told my kids that I'm proud of them--because I am! That's not to say they are perfect--far from it! But we've been very blessed to have it really easy. I do wait for the shoe to drop and something major to happen--I'm sure it will eventually--but I'm thankful to have avoided it thus far.
Yesterday, dd participated in the 4h horseshow at the fair. Horses are her "thing". She rode her horse for the first time in a show--she and dh have been training him in earnest for about 8 months now. He was green, green green when we got him--he's far from perfect--but his growth has been amazing. The best part is that dd and dh have done this on their own and together. Anyway, dd always puts pressure on to be perfect--we work on that as a family and in counselling--yesterday was just a not so perfect day. She has anxiety issues (I'm bipolar so there's a nature/nurture componant--we're working on it) and they hit a fever pitch when it came to the riding portion. She did great in halter class and JJ was awesome. He really needed to be lunged before she rode but they had literally 5 mins to saddle and hit the arena. DD's anxiety was rising, he was antsy and totally fed off of her. She got him in the arena and he, being in a new situation and not paying attention, began to move faster than she was comfortable with. Dh was riding in the same class and he walked with her, told her she could totally handle it and tried to talk her through it. Then one of her barnmates fell off (saddle slipped) and she (dd) was done. While they were attending to the fallen rider, dd and I slipped out of the arena and I got her calmed down. We had a talk that she was more capable than she thought but there was also no shame in saying enough--if it's not fun and you're not ready that's fine. The key is to feel safe. What I later found out was that in addition to JJ being spooky, dd not being confident and Ashley taking a tumble, Dd's nemesis was in the stands. This girl tormented dd for most of last year and that kicked dd's "if I can't be perfect and show her she should leave me alone I'm out" instinct into full force. It's hell being 12.
Long story longer, MIL proceeded to tell me that this is a symptom of why she's "so worried" about dd. She has too much pressure, can't be a kid, is always so tight, she went on and on and on. She talked about how the kids are "clones" of me and dh (don't kids pattern after the people they live with?) with unreasonable expectations and ideas. Um, I didn't raise ds to be an athiest or a republican but he's both. The reality is that she spends VERY little time with either of my kids. If she did, she would realize they can be just a silly as 6 year olds one minute and ready to defend a thesis the other. They speak like little adults when appropriate and giggle over spongebob and Fineas and Ferb like the little geeks they are.
I have no idea why this is bothering me. I think, as moms, we always question "how we're doing" and having someone criticize rocks us to the core. Could I do better? Most definitely! Have I screwed up? Absolutely! Are they thriving in spite of me? I believe so. I just wonder if I'm missing something huge that is going to really create problems.
I've seen the results of the "don't say I'm proud" mentality. Dh is very smart but was a C student in school because of her hands off approach--and all 4 of his siblings are the same way. One SIL and one BIL have gotten it together--other SIL is a flake (and if you want to be worried about a kid--look at the 16 yo that acts 9, throws all out 2 yo tempertantrums in public, chats with 25 yo's online and is destined to be a statistic that lives in her house). Dh excelled in basketball (all state) and his parents were always "too busy" to watch him play. He had the drive to do it anyway--school, he didn't much care.
In my heart I know my kids are fine. Yesterday, dd was up at 4:30 (so, tired) and amped -- plus school starts tomorrow. Her bff of the last 7 years is moving next weekend so she won't have her normal buffer from the bullies. The girl that I posted about before (with the fb drama and dd standing up to her) is making her way to dd wanting to be bff's again...she's just not sure where she will fit this year and it's stressful. We'll work through it and she'll bounce--might be rocky while she gets her feet under her but we'll make it work.
These kids are my LIFE...I don't helicopter (much) and help when asked (ok, I can meddle but I try to stay out of it as long as I can). I don't know why this has me so shaken...I seriously spent all last night tossing and turning and feeling like such a failure--maybe I'm the praise junkie...
Sorry for the ramble.
I had a conversation with my MIL last night that has me questioning everything about my parenting. First of all--why do people do that to eachother? Parenting is HARD--you make good choices, bad decisions, fly and soar, crash and burn--and as long as the kids don't grow up to be serial killers, things turn out ok, right?
I have 2 awesome kids (dd is 12--ds is 16). They excel academically, are active in sports, theater, dd is into horses--I often call them "stepford children" because they don't bicker like "normal" siblings, are respectful and appropriate around adults--in short, I don't have to do much more than guide them. From the outside it might look like we push because they do well--dh and I truly have to do little more than provide opportunity (like with horses)--they kids supply the drive. Our challenge is more to rein in their drive than supply it. Sometimes I wonder which is harder--raising an overachiever or an underachiever--two sides of the spectrum, each with very real challenges.
My MIL is a master-degreed early childhood educator. She made a specific point when her children were small--and she flat out told me last night--not to ever tell her children she was proud of them. To her mind, (and some study she spews) telling children you are proud of them begets a mindset that the praise is the goal. My children, in her words, are "praise junkies" and it's our fault for creating that. I have always told my kids that I'm proud of them--because I am! That's not to say they are perfect--far from it! But we've been very blessed to have it really easy. I do wait for the shoe to drop and something major to happen--I'm sure it will eventually--but I'm thankful to have avoided it thus far.
Yesterday, dd participated in the 4h horseshow at the fair. Horses are her "thing". She rode her horse for the first time in a show--she and dh have been training him in earnest for about 8 months now. He was green, green green when we got him--he's far from perfect--but his growth has been amazing. The best part is that dd and dh have done this on their own and together. Anyway, dd always puts pressure on to be perfect--we work on that as a family and in counselling--yesterday was just a not so perfect day. She has anxiety issues (I'm bipolar so there's a nature/nurture componant--we're working on it) and they hit a fever pitch when it came to the riding portion. She did great in halter class and JJ was awesome. He really needed to be lunged before she rode but they had literally 5 mins to saddle and hit the arena. DD's anxiety was rising, he was antsy and totally fed off of her. She got him in the arena and he, being in a new situation and not paying attention, began to move faster than she was comfortable with. Dh was riding in the same class and he walked with her, told her she could totally handle it and tried to talk her through it. Then one of her barnmates fell off (saddle slipped) and she (dd) was done. While they were attending to the fallen rider, dd and I slipped out of the arena and I got her calmed down. We had a talk that she was more capable than she thought but there was also no shame in saying enough--if it's not fun and you're not ready that's fine. The key is to feel safe. What I later found out was that in addition to JJ being spooky, dd not being confident and Ashley taking a tumble, Dd's nemesis was in the stands. This girl tormented dd for most of last year and that kicked dd's "if I can't be perfect and show her she should leave me alone I'm out" instinct into full force. It's hell being 12.
Long story longer, MIL proceeded to tell me that this is a symptom of why she's "so worried" about dd. She has too much pressure, can't be a kid, is always so tight, she went on and on and on. She talked about how the kids are "clones" of me and dh (don't kids pattern after the people they live with?) with unreasonable expectations and ideas. Um, I didn't raise ds to be an athiest or a republican but he's both. The reality is that she spends VERY little time with either of my kids. If she did, she would realize they can be just a silly as 6 year olds one minute and ready to defend a thesis the other. They speak like little adults when appropriate and giggle over spongebob and Fineas and Ferb like the little geeks they are.
I have no idea why this is bothering me. I think, as moms, we always question "how we're doing" and having someone criticize rocks us to the core. Could I do better? Most definitely! Have I screwed up? Absolutely! Are they thriving in spite of me? I believe so. I just wonder if I'm missing something huge that is going to really create problems.
I've seen the results of the "don't say I'm proud" mentality. Dh is very smart but was a C student in school because of her hands off approach--and all 4 of his siblings are the same way. One SIL and one BIL have gotten it together--other SIL is a flake (and if you want to be worried about a kid--look at the 16 yo that acts 9, throws all out 2 yo tempertantrums in public, chats with 25 yo's online and is destined to be a statistic that lives in her house). Dh excelled in basketball (all state) and his parents were always "too busy" to watch him play. He had the drive to do it anyway--school, he didn't much care.
In my heart I know my kids are fine. Yesterday, dd was up at 4:30 (so, tired) and amped -- plus school starts tomorrow. Her bff of the last 7 years is moving next weekend so she won't have her normal buffer from the bullies. The girl that I posted about before (with the fb drama and dd standing up to her) is making her way to dd wanting to be bff's again...she's just not sure where she will fit this year and it's stressful. We'll work through it and she'll bounce--might be rocky while she gets her feet under her but we'll make it work.
These kids are my LIFE...I don't helicopter (much) and help when asked (ok, I can meddle but I try to stay out of it as long as I can). I don't know why this has me so shaken...I seriously spent all last night tossing and turning and feeling like such a failure--maybe I'm the praise junkie...
Sorry for the ramble.
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