It is so easy to break your child. Now, I don’t mean physically. When Sydney was a baby, our pediatrician told us that babies are made of rubber, it is really hard to break them. (I won’t put that person’s name here because many of you might disagree and want to send hate mail). What I am getting at here is how dangerous our words are. The things that we say to our children can set them back years of development and haunt them into their adult years. It really is that big of a deal.
I touched on this quite a bit in the book that I published recently but wanted to return to the topic today. I recently read an article by Christine Suhan that I thought we would all benefit from looking at today.
So…. here it is.
Parenting is hard. I will be the first to admit that I make a lot of mistakes. I say things that I told myself I would never say to my kids. Lately, I’ve been practicing what I call mindful parenting. I have been trying to remain acutely aware of the way I am interacting with my kids and how I am communicating with them. What I have discovered through this awareness is that I have a lot of work to do. So I’m starting with this.
Here are five phrases that I am going to eliminate from my vocabulary.
1. What is wrong with you?
I heard this a lot growing up and vowed I would never speak those words to my kids. The first time it slipped out of my mouth, it felt like I had an out of body experience. It was as if I was sitting in the corner of the room watching myself say those words to my child, as he looked at me with a look that I had seen hundreds of times. It was the look that I used to see every time I looked at myself in the mirror. It was a look of shame. And I was absolutely horrified that I had been the source of that shame.
I wish I could say it only happened that once but I’ve found myself saying this, and other phrases that communicate shame just as clearly, at least a handful of times. It’s so easy for me, when my child isn’t listening, or when he’s doing something that he knows is wrong, to yell out, “what’s the matter with you?”
I often don’t understand why it is so hard for my child to follow simple instructions or to listen the first time when they know that consequences will ensue if they don’t. But my inability to comprehend what happens inside of a three or four-year-old brain does not justify shaming my child. Nothing will ever justify shaming my child. My job as a parent is to build them up so that when the world tears them down, as it inevitably will, they are left with solid ground to stand on. Each time I communicate shame to my child, I am chipping away at their foundation and shaving off a piece of their armor. I don’t want to be that parent. I want to be a parent that gives my child a chance in this big, brutal world, not one who destroys them before they even meet it.
2. Why can’t you be more like your brother?
Granted, I have never said those exact words but regardless of how it’s relayed, the message is the same. I get frustrated with one child so I highlight whatever good behavior their brother is showing in an attempt to motivate them to change their behavior. What I’m really doing though, instead of motivating, is tampering with their sense of self by inviting competition and comparison into our home.
This comparing just has to stop. We are a society that lives and breathes for a competitive edge. For something that makes us better than, smarter than, faster than everyone else. The way we define ourselves, our value, our worth, is entirely dependent upon our relation to others. Comparing my children to each other is fostering a dependence that strips them entirely of their independence, weakens their innate strengths and downplays their uniquenesses.
3. You are making me so angry.
This is just not true. No-one makes me angry. Anger is an emotion that I feel based on several factors. External stimuli, such as my children throwing balls at windows, is just one of the factors that contribute to my feeling of anger. Other factors include (but are not limited to) my prior mental and emotional state, stress level, amount of sleep I got the night before, my spiritual condition, whether or not I had eaten within the past two hours, level of physical pain, and amount of caffeine present in my system.
My kids do not make me angry. Something they do might contribute to the emotion that I feel, but what I do with that emotion is up to me. I can choose to react with an angry response, such as yelling, or I can choose to process my anger in a healthier way that doesn’t involve my children.
4. Mommy’s sad, come give me a hug.
I am the only one responsible for my emotions. My kids, my husband, my friends are not responsible for making me feel okay. They can be sources of support, playing with my kids can be an effective coping skill, but ultimately it’s up to me to take the action.
5. If you are going to play with these, you need to play with them the right way.
There is no right or wrong way to play. The whole idea of play is to ignite the creative spirit that lives inside. Children grow and develop through play. They learn social roles and develop communication skills. They test boundaries and push limits. Play helps them to make sense of the world. It helps them to understand themselves. Play allows children to dream. To imagine. To live out their creative realities. Play is where their internal processes are made external. Play is how children communicate with us. It’s what lets us into their world.
Sure, some toys are designed to be used a certain way, but just because my child has the ability to think outside the box, doesn’t mean he is playing wrong. By telling him to play “right” with his toys, I am stifling his creativity, I’m inhibiting his imagination, and crushing his dreams. I’m communicating with him that his reality is not acceptable in my world. I am shutting the door that he has opened to let me into his world. I am declining an invitation to connect with him. To get to know him. He’s showing me parts of himself and I’m turning away. I’m basically saying, “don’t be yourself, be who the world wants you to be.”
It’s hard to admit all of this but I know that writing it down and sharing it will keep me accountable. I want to give my boys the best possible chance at growing into confident, independent, successful men and it all starts right here, right now, at home, with me.
And, there you have it. Guys (and gals), parenting is hard stuff. We can find all kinds of ways to mess up our children without really putting much effort into it. I don’t say that to scare anyone. However, it’s important to keep these lessons in the forefront of our minds, particularly when it comes to the things that we say to our children.
Their lives literally depend on us getting that one right.
Life is Strange. Live it Well.