I sort of made these up on the hop today, but they worked really well with a bunch of 3-5 year olds so I decided to share.
1. Look at the other person's face. Is that a happy face or a worried/scared/sad face? If it is NOT a happy face, let's stop, make sure that person is okay and see if they need a break before we carry on. Remember the golden rule - it's not fun unless everybody's having fun!
2. No holding people down/dragging them/restraining in any way that they can't easily get out of. No excuses, I don't care if it's part of the game - if they can't get away, speak or move then not only is that frightening, they can't easily tell you if they are having fun or have had enough.
3. There is always a designated "safe zone" (we used a blanket) - NO rough play is allowed at all in this zone. It is for people who want a break from the game. If you want to play the game, then go away from the safe zone. If you want a break from the game, then sit in the safe zone and nobody is allowed to touch you. You can re-join the game when you feel ready. (Hogging resources by putting them on the safe zone may also be disallowed if they need to be shared!)
This is of course aside from the usual "if somebody says stop then you must stop" but we had a lot of confusion today with children running off saying "No, don't chase me!" and gleefully looking back to check that they were, in fact, being chased. I know some people take a black and white view of this where stop/no/etc always mean no, but in my experience this just doesn't always translate to real life and a culture where much of our play (especially adult-to-child play) and humour is about kidding around and saying the opposite of what is true (I'm going to eat your toes, nom nom nom/I think this sock goes on your head, doesn't it?/etc) it can be confusing to children when some adults and children react in different ways. Plus, I don't think it's beyond them (age/development appropriately) to take notice of things like tone of voice or facial expression and I think it's important to teach this from the start, to make the focus on ensuring that the others in the game look and sound happy, rather than carrying on until there is real distress being communicated or someone is really having to shout up that it's not fun for them.
I don't personally have a problem with rough or physical play as long as these rules are being followed, the environment is appropriate and nobody is getting seriously hurt. To me it's no different from a water fight. However I don't subscribe to the view that boys somehow "need" rough play more than girls do, it's a personal preference for each child. The safe zone hopefully allows children to participate as much or as little as they want to and of course you can adjust the size and boundaries of the safe zone to suit the mixture of temperaments of children you have in the group.
Tuesday, 16 July 2013
Be a Leader
There are a few different schools of thought on this, but something I have been musing lately and I wanted to share.
I have heard some people describe an authoritative style of parenting as being a "benevolent dictator". This is the one where you are in control, and the children are expected to, basically, do as they are told with very little questioning or talking back etc.
This doesn't really work for me, and I suspect a lot of others, because it relies on power as a form of control. I'm big, you're little, and what I say goes because I know best. Which is fine, until you get into a power struggle. The authoritarian approach here, of course, is to win that power struggle no matter what because all power struggles threaten the overall structure of the relationship and to lose control is the ultimate failure.
The problem is, if you reject this, or decide that you don't always know better than your children, or some arguments/questions are okay, it is easy to think that the alternative is to be on a level with your children, like peers or equals. And this works brilliantly, as long as the child is in a co-operative mood, and you can always let the small stuff go... until you really need to do something urgent and boring and adult, like get to an important appointment on time or go to the supermarket to buy food for lunch because all you have in the house is a mouldy cucumber and three crackers, or clean up because there is now a mixture of cereal, crayons and some unidentified substance being ground into the carpet. Then, being on a level with them doesn't really work so well, because they react childishly (of course, they are children) and parents end up reacting in (mostly) one of three ways:
1. You retaliate childishly also, which winds you both up more. You end up on their level either having a teenage argument/slanging match, or come dangerously close to a sibling fight. You forget that they are a child and you are an adult and end up hurting them with words or deeds.
2. You start to panic and revert to authoritative-parenting mode because the equal-parenting mode isn't working. In an effort to regain control you start threatening, shouting or punishing. Because the authoritative is not your usual stance they don't take this seriously, or push harder to see what will happen (or because it is frightening for them to see the boundary wildly change and bend and move like this). You end up doling out a huge threat/punishment/telling off which is wildly disproportionate to the original crime, and then feel guilty.
3. You dissolve into a heap of self pity because your child never listens and you are clearly terrible as a parent and nothing ever seems to work the way that it is supposed to. You feel totally at a loss to make them understand and feel like a failure as a parent.
Sound familiar? I've done all three, so I can assure you you are not alone!
What I have realised recently is that there is in fact a role in between these two, a gentle, calm, compassionate leader. It didn't really occur to me - I had been swinging wildly from attempted authoritarian to best friend and it just didn't work. Now I find if I feel myself losing control I just have to remind myself in my head of this cool, confident leader position and somehow it comes out of my mouth and it isn't scary being in charge any more, and more to the point, my son really responds positively to it.
The way to think about it is this - have you ever worked in a place where the boss was really distant, and made a lot of orders without really engaging with the staff, who would never dream of doing the jobs they liked to delegate, and who expected total compliance? And have you ever worked in a place where the boss is genuinely warm and friendly, who mucks in, who is happy to listen to suggestions, who supports the notion that the whole team is in it together and is responsible collectively for the success of the operation? I know which boss I would be more productive for, more inclined to fulfil over and above their requests rather than doing the basics (and trying to wriggle out of things!)
Obviously, this is a big exaggeration and I don't wish to claim that parents who have a more authoritative style are cold and distant, because in the main they are not. But I find that remembering my old, kind manager who used to help out with even the most drudging of jobs, who wasn't afraid to make a cup of tea for everyone, really helps. And then the other part of seeing yourself as a leader comes in when you remember that actually, although children can be trusted to know their own minds on some issues, on others you are the expert in relative terms, you have the benefit of age, maturity and experience and you can be confident in your expectations of what is reasonable.
If you want to start leading and guiding instead of ordering, How To Talk So Kids Will Listen... has some great suggestions for children of about age 4+ but even general things like talking in a confident rather than desperate manner, trying to manage things before they are totally unmanageable, being aware of the overarching big picture, and making statements rather than requests or giving options really help. If being authoritative scares you more than it scares your children, try being a leader instead. It is far less scary!
I have heard some people describe an authoritative style of parenting as being a "benevolent dictator". This is the one where you are in control, and the children are expected to, basically, do as they are told with very little questioning or talking back etc.
This doesn't really work for me, and I suspect a lot of others, because it relies on power as a form of control. I'm big, you're little, and what I say goes because I know best. Which is fine, until you get into a power struggle. The authoritarian approach here, of course, is to win that power struggle no matter what because all power struggles threaten the overall structure of the relationship and to lose control is the ultimate failure.
The problem is, if you reject this, or decide that you don't always know better than your children, or some arguments/questions are okay, it is easy to think that the alternative is to be on a level with your children, like peers or equals. And this works brilliantly, as long as the child is in a co-operative mood, and you can always let the small stuff go... until you really need to do something urgent and boring and adult, like get to an important appointment on time or go to the supermarket to buy food for lunch because all you have in the house is a mouldy cucumber and three crackers, or clean up because there is now a mixture of cereal, crayons and some unidentified substance being ground into the carpet. Then, being on a level with them doesn't really work so well, because they react childishly (of course, they are children) and parents end up reacting in (mostly) one of three ways:
1. You retaliate childishly also, which winds you both up more. You end up on their level either having a teenage argument/slanging match, or come dangerously close to a sibling fight. You forget that they are a child and you are an adult and end up hurting them with words or deeds.
2. You start to panic and revert to authoritative-parenting mode because the equal-parenting mode isn't working. In an effort to regain control you start threatening, shouting or punishing. Because the authoritative is not your usual stance they don't take this seriously, or push harder to see what will happen (or because it is frightening for them to see the boundary wildly change and bend and move like this). You end up doling out a huge threat/punishment/telling off which is wildly disproportionate to the original crime, and then feel guilty.
3. You dissolve into a heap of self pity because your child never listens and you are clearly terrible as a parent and nothing ever seems to work the way that it is supposed to. You feel totally at a loss to make them understand and feel like a failure as a parent.
Sound familiar? I've done all three, so I can assure you you are not alone!
What I have realised recently is that there is in fact a role in between these two, a gentle, calm, compassionate leader. It didn't really occur to me - I had been swinging wildly from attempted authoritarian to best friend and it just didn't work. Now I find if I feel myself losing control I just have to remind myself in my head of this cool, confident leader position and somehow it comes out of my mouth and it isn't scary being in charge any more, and more to the point, my son really responds positively to it.
The way to think about it is this - have you ever worked in a place where the boss was really distant, and made a lot of orders without really engaging with the staff, who would never dream of doing the jobs they liked to delegate, and who expected total compliance? And have you ever worked in a place where the boss is genuinely warm and friendly, who mucks in, who is happy to listen to suggestions, who supports the notion that the whole team is in it together and is responsible collectively for the success of the operation? I know which boss I would be more productive for, more inclined to fulfil over and above their requests rather than doing the basics (and trying to wriggle out of things!)
Obviously, this is a big exaggeration and I don't wish to claim that parents who have a more authoritative style are cold and distant, because in the main they are not. But I find that remembering my old, kind manager who used to help out with even the most drudging of jobs, who wasn't afraid to make a cup of tea for everyone, really helps. And then the other part of seeing yourself as a leader comes in when you remember that actually, although children can be trusted to know their own minds on some issues, on others you are the expert in relative terms, you have the benefit of age, maturity and experience and you can be confident in your expectations of what is reasonable.
If you want to start leading and guiding instead of ordering, How To Talk So Kids Will Listen... has some great suggestions for children of about age 4+ but even general things like talking in a confident rather than desperate manner, trying to manage things before they are totally unmanageable, being aware of the overarching big picture, and making statements rather than requests or giving options really help. If being authoritative scares you more than it scares your children, try being a leader instead. It is far less scary!
Sunday, 15 July 2012
5 Principles of Respectful Parenting
I just want to collate some things here, for the time being. This might end up being long but hopefully will be a fairly helpful list to refer back to, principles of (how I interpret) what might be called Unconditional Parenting, Taking Children Seriously or Gentle Discipline. Basically, principles of parenting where you don't resort to carrot and stick type behaviours.
It seems pointless (IMO) calling it "gentle parenting" because all this conjures up is images of wishy-washy parents telling their precious first born "please don't do that" in a soft voice while their child terrorises half of the playgroup. You can be as firm/strict as you like, it's just a different approach. UP and TCS are book titles so I won't use them.
1. Punishments are not always bad.
Sounds totally non intuitive, I know considering the whole selling point of UP and the like is the concept of parenting without using punishments or rewards. The point is that punishment for punishment's sake is what's bad, or counterproductive, at least. Try to ask yourself before you threaten or impose something:Is this helping the immediate situation, or preventing the situation from reoccurring?
If yes, then it's probably necessary. If you prefer, you can think of it as a safety measure rather than a punishment. An exception might be, for example, if it was a first occurrence and you think your child would be able to self-police in future, and it is safe to let them do so.
Is this helping my child learn what's actually wrong with what they did?
Expecting your children to blindly follow rules is not respectful or helpful to them. Part of bringing up a human who has a good sense of self-worth, of right and wrong, is about learning why we have rules and what they are there for. Is it helpful in this way, or is it just teaching them "I shouldn't do X because something bad will happen to me."
Is this helping make things right?
This is a tricky one, because sometimes making amends should not be forced. I don't agree with forced apologies, for example, or insisting a child hugs another who they've just hurt "to make them feel better". I think that apologies should come from the heart and if they're not ready or willing to do that, then you offer one in their place if appropriate. Sorry doesn't always make everything better, anyway. However, it's fair to insist that an item which was broken, lost or stolen ought to be replaced, if possible, and I'm sure there are other situations where this one does work, but generally it's best if it comes from the child themselves.
Is this just to make *me* feel better?
Which leads me neatly onto point two...
2. Don't take it personally.
When your child is playing up, it's not because they are out to get you, and it's probably not a power battle, despite what all the expert opinions seem to be. They are reacting in the way they are reacting because that is the best way they know to deal with that situation, whatever it might be.Even if they've done something deliberately hurtful or spiteful, look for the reason behind that - it's more likely to be a misguided attempt to express an emotion, e.g. anger, jealousy, upset, and it's possible to convey "Actually, that isn't acceptable" at the same time as dealing with the feeling behind the actions - in fact it's often more important to deal with the feeling first and the action later, especially if you're feeling you want them to suffer, "pay" or feel bad for what they've done. You can't induce guilt by lashing out, it's more likely to induce resentment.
Emotions are hard to deal with, and can be overwhelming especially during the hormone surges of toddlerdom and adolescence, so try to cut them some slack. Even adults react emotionally to situations sometimes where they know they ought to stay calm. Remember also that young children often struggle to prioritise, so something which seems silly to make a fuss about to you might be the most important thing to them right at that moment. In older children, overreactions to small things can be an indicator of underlying stresses or sometimes hormone driven - puberty can start at around nine.
3. Show them what you want.
Both at crisis point and in everyday life, so, again, something often considered a punishment e.g. time out can work well here as long as you aren't threatening it or attaching negative connotations to it - just showing them "You are angry/excited/silly/winding each other up and I need you to take a breather" until they can do that for themselves. Or whatever anger-management technique works for them at that time - my son used to quite like being encouraged to throw a soft toy really hard at the wall to show me how cross he was. Other children respond well to being asked to draw their feelings.
In everyday life - model the behaviour that you want. If you slip into something you don't want them to model, like shouting, apologise as soon as you realise even if it's after the fact. Respond if they ask you to stop shouting, and own it, don't make them responsible for it (by saying things like "If you'd just listen, I wouldn't have to shout". Grown ups screw up too, and they need to see you swallow your pride and deal with that graciously if they are to learn to do the same.
Listen to their requests and acknowledge them (which doesn't mean you always agree) if you want them to listen to you, don't belittle their feelings if you want them to be empathetic, say please and thank you and sorry. (As an aside, "Thank you for..." is helpful if you're trying to avoid stock praise like "Good girl") Negotiate but be firm. It's good for them to see you sticking to your boundaries!
4. Be specific with instructions.
This is more of a 3b, technically. I've separated it because it seemed like a separate point. You can start even when they're tiny, not just saying "No" but "careful" or "hot" or "don't touch" and when they get a bit older trying to stick to the positive instruction like "Stay on the path" rather than "Don't go on the road" - it's also more instructive since not being on the road could mean the kerb is okay, or the grass, or that little low wall (which might actually be okay but you can negotiate easier if you're starting from a position of nowhere but the pavement.) So again, focus on what you want rather than what you don't want. It can also help especially with toddlers to instruct in advance/tell them what to expect, e.g. saying a few minutes before you get to a busy road that when you get there, they will need to go in the pushchair.5. Look past the immediate behaviour.
This links back to all of the previous points, really. You can't take any behaviour as isolated, because it doesn't happen in a vacuum. Try to take into account all factors - immediate environmental ones, is it worse when they are tired/hungry/hot, do you react in a certain way when you are tired/hungry/hot too? Is there something going on which is worrying them - even if it seems unrelated? Are there hormones jumping around (puberty, toddlerdom, menstruation, relationship stuff - with teenagers) on either side of this interaction? Is the behaviour coming from an outside influence, either something they're copying or being pressured to do? (Look at your own actions here too). Are your expectations just too high?Not all of these will excuse behaviour but they should help you work out the best way to approach it, using the other principles.
Sunday, 25 March 2012
Separate Beds
I had a sudden realisation this morning that it was around this time five years ago that I met my abusive ex.
Just three months later, when he'd already moved in to my parents' house and was sharing my bed, I wrote an entry in my online journal about "love".
There are things we do for people that we love that they never know about, and to tell them would seem wrong and almost like we were looking for some kind of attention.
Like how I lose sleep because sleeping in a single bed really doesn't work with two grown adults for very long, and I know he has to get up for work earlier than I do, even though I know I need the sleep more and he'll only moan at me having ten minutes' lie in.
BTW, I just looked that up after remembering it earlier and I'd totally forgotten that I was already being subjected to "moaning at" for such simple pleasures as pressing the snooze button.
Anyway, I remembered this this morning because it totally horrified me that my former/younger self defined love in this self-sacrificing way. I remember writing the post, as well, and feeling it was all ~philosophical~ and wise and mature.
No, almost-19-year old self. That is not what love is. Love is doing nice things, for each other, without it being some big ~philosophical~ thing. Love is both of you doing this simultaneously, not one doing it for the other and not getting anything back, or only getting anything when it's perceived that there's something in it for the giver.
Love isn't about hurting yourself to make your lover happy. Anyone who really loved you wouldn't let you do that. And love isn't about spending every possible second together, either! Love is about finding solutions which suit both partners. Like sleeping in separate beds, sometimes.
Just three months later, when he'd already moved in to my parents' house and was sharing my bed, I wrote an entry in my online journal about "love".
There are things we do for people that we love that they never know about, and to tell them would seem wrong and almost like we were looking for some kind of attention.
Like how I lose sleep because sleeping in a single bed really doesn't work with two grown adults for very long, and I know he has to get up for work earlier than I do, even though I know I need the sleep more and he'll only moan at me having ten minutes' lie in.
BTW, I just looked that up after remembering it earlier and I'd totally forgotten that I was already being subjected to "moaning at" for such simple pleasures as pressing the snooze button.
Anyway, I remembered this this morning because it totally horrified me that my former/younger self defined love in this self-sacrificing way. I remember writing the post, as well, and feeling it was all ~philosophical~ and wise and mature.
No, almost-19-year old self. That is not what love is. Love is doing nice things, for each other, without it being some big ~philosophical~ thing. Love is both of you doing this simultaneously, not one doing it for the other and not getting anything back, or only getting anything when it's perceived that there's something in it for the giver.
Love isn't about hurting yourself to make your lover happy. Anyone who really loved you wouldn't let you do that. And love isn't about spending every possible second together, either! Love is about finding solutions which suit both partners. Like sleeping in separate beds, sometimes.
Wednesday, 22 February 2012
Warning: This post talks loudly about POO.
Nobody ever tells you, before you become a parent, that over the first few years of your child's life you will become horribly and irrevocably obsessed with poo.
We've all seen them, sure, the facebook posts proudly announcing that someone's little darling has produced a giant turd that morning in the exact shape of Daddy's foot, hopefully without an accompanying picture, and I expect that most people have exactly the same response to this kind of thing. "Thanks for that. I really enjoyed the mental image while eating my lunch." And we vow, silently, that if we ever have kids, we will Not Be Like That.
Except, then, you go to your antenatal classes, and one of the first things that gets handed to you is a handy guide to all the different colours and flavours of your forthcoming newborn's poo. And you think nothing of this, because at this point all you can possibly think about is the birth and the fact this person with a gigantic head is going to somehow have to come out. So we forget about poo for now. And when the baby is born, we deal with the meconium with horror and then generally put it behind us and think "Thank god that's over!" and then go about our lives happily without a single poo-related thought polluting our minds.
Until. The baby group where another anxious mother is concerned that her baby's poo is perhaps too green. Too green? You wonder, and so you listen and come to learn that Green Poo is a terrible symptom of all sorts in babies, particularly breastfed babies, and can be caused by eating too much garlic*, drinking fizzy drinks**, or your breastmilk being "wrong", too much foremilk, or not enough foremilk***, and it can be a sign of diarrhoea, and suddenly you become infected with the Poo Obsession.
There are the green ones. There are the saved-up ones, where the baby waits for six, seven, eight days and you're on tenterhooks waiting for the inevitable poonami to strike, usually on a really hard to clean piece of furniture. Then there are the weaning ones. Sweetcorn, peas, gruesome but inevitable. Bits of undigested carrot, lovely. The banana "worms". (OH GOD.) But you get used to all of this, and even the meat ones no longer faze you, and then you come to potty training, which is pretty much where we are now. My son has just started doing his poos on the toilet (the final step for us - hooray!) and I am INCREDIBLY DISTURBED by them. They must be about half his bodyweight, and they're as long as his arms. But the most disturbing thing? One of them has taken up residence in my toilet and refuses to be flushed away, whatever we throw at it. It has been four days now, and it still sits there, staring at you with its one eye, and dissolving. Extremely slowly.
And I know, I KNOW. I have just done it. I've just written an entire blog post in order to express my opinion on my son's poo as though it's worthy of the interest of anybody else in the world. Don't shoot me. I'm a parent. I've been hit by the urge to discuss poo in public just like everyone else. Don't lie and say it's never happened to you, because one day, it probably will.
* Unlikely.
** No, it really can't.
*** This one's a possibility. If you are still in the worrying about green poo stage I suggest you read the Analytical Armadillo's excellent and very informative blog post on the subject, here.
We've all seen them, sure, the facebook posts proudly announcing that someone's little darling has produced a giant turd that morning in the exact shape of Daddy's foot, hopefully without an accompanying picture, and I expect that most people have exactly the same response to this kind of thing. "Thanks for that. I really enjoyed the mental image while eating my lunch." And we vow, silently, that if we ever have kids, we will Not Be Like That.
Except, then, you go to your antenatal classes, and one of the first things that gets handed to you is a handy guide to all the different colours and flavours of your forthcoming newborn's poo. And you think nothing of this, because at this point all you can possibly think about is the birth and the fact this person with a gigantic head is going to somehow have to come out. So we forget about poo for now. And when the baby is born, we deal with the meconium with horror and then generally put it behind us and think "Thank god that's over!" and then go about our lives happily without a single poo-related thought polluting our minds.
Until. The baby group where another anxious mother is concerned that her baby's poo is perhaps too green. Too green? You wonder, and so you listen and come to learn that Green Poo is a terrible symptom of all sorts in babies, particularly breastfed babies, and can be caused by eating too much garlic*, drinking fizzy drinks**, or your breastmilk being "wrong", too much foremilk, or not enough foremilk***, and it can be a sign of diarrhoea, and suddenly you become infected with the Poo Obsession.
There are the green ones. There are the saved-up ones, where the baby waits for six, seven, eight days and you're on tenterhooks waiting for the inevitable poonami to strike, usually on a really hard to clean piece of furniture. Then there are the weaning ones. Sweetcorn, peas, gruesome but inevitable. Bits of undigested carrot, lovely. The banana "worms". (OH GOD.) But you get used to all of this, and even the meat ones no longer faze you, and then you come to potty training, which is pretty much where we are now. My son has just started doing his poos on the toilet (the final step for us - hooray!) and I am INCREDIBLY DISTURBED by them. They must be about half his bodyweight, and they're as long as his arms. But the most disturbing thing? One of them has taken up residence in my toilet and refuses to be flushed away, whatever we throw at it. It has been four days now, and it still sits there, staring at you with its one eye, and dissolving. Extremely slowly.
And I know, I KNOW. I have just done it. I've just written an entire blog post in order to express my opinion on my son's poo as though it's worthy of the interest of anybody else in the world. Don't shoot me. I'm a parent. I've been hit by the urge to discuss poo in public just like everyone else. Don't lie and say it's never happened to you, because one day, it probably will.
* Unlikely.
** No, it really can't.
*** This one's a possibility. If you are still in the worrying about green poo stage I suggest you read the Analytical Armadillo's excellent and very informative blog post on the subject, here.
Thursday, 4 August 2011
Heat
I've been struggling with my two year old over the last few days, and I think it's down to the hot weather we've been having. He's been having similar meltdowns to those that he has when he is tired or hungry, although in this case it seems almost impossible to calm him. It's made me think about how we need to remember these things and try to take them into account when dealing with our children. If your child is acting up because their blood sugar is low, that is not their fault (even if they did refuse the lovingly prepared dinner you just made them). So this seems common sense, but I think if they are tired or hungry then it makes less sense to pursue any avenue of punishment (and in fact, it seems they are more likely to kick back and so the situation escalates until the punishment far outweighs any original misbehaviour) - just state the expected behaviour, and move on.
Of course there are times when this approach is inappropriate - if they are being destructive, for example, and this is where the principle of using respectful discipline comes into its own. Calm the situation, remove anything which is becoming a hazard or which is likely to get damaged (usually it is easier to remove the object than the child) if you need to remove the child, a change of scene sometimes helps to calm them down as well. If you do need them to sit and calm down, I would stay with a younger child, and ask an older one if they want you to stay or not. An opportunity to calm down needn't be a punishment - if they need your help in doing so, then your presence will make it all the more effective.
Of course there are times when this approach is inappropriate - if they are being destructive, for example, and this is where the principle of using respectful discipline comes into its own. Calm the situation, remove anything which is becoming a hazard or which is likely to get damaged (usually it is easier to remove the object than the child) if you need to remove the child, a change of scene sometimes helps to calm them down as well. If you do need them to sit and calm down, I would stay with a younger child, and ask an older one if they want you to stay or not. An opportunity to calm down needn't be a punishment - if they need your help in doing so, then your presence will make it all the more effective.
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