Stop yelling at kids

I believe, there are many objective standards by which one can judge parenting skills. A key measure that's always available is the level of voice used with children. As temper flares, we all occasionally find ourselves in a situation where the louder one wins and it is surprisingly effective: a child recognizes mommy lost control and usually quickly does whatever is necessary to restore peace and more.

Though effective for a drill sergeant, it is not actually a good parenting tool. Since the purpose of parenting is to teach, fear is never helpful. After all, imagine trying to learn long division with somebody holding a club over your head, waiting for you to make a mistake. It is highly doubtful, you will grow up to become a great mathematician.

Understanding this in theory did little to help control my temper. About a year ago, I was completely unprepared for suddenly having two young children taking turns at driving me crazy. They tripped me up and I lost perspective almost daily. I found myself yelling at terrified children, then adding accusations as the situation started winding down to make myself feel better about the outburst.  (They deserved it, right?)

I sought support from others and found none. Most people told me, "there, there - nobody is perfect. And your kids know you love them." Decidedly not helpful as it did not provide any means to solving the problem. 

Today, I am in a much better place. I feel like congratulating myself almost daily as I find the patience, kindness, and perspective to navigate the turbulent waters of parenting. Sure, I am still "not perfect", but now I have the toolbox that has helped me gain control and will continue in the future. 

The basic recognition I made is that suppressing emotion is not the solution, and attempts to do so work out about as well as plugging up a garden hose.  And like with a water flow, there two things you can do: find where the faucet is to turn it off or direct the flow away from your face.

The faucet approach. After an outburst, even a minor one, I immediately ask, "OK, what could I have done to avoid the frustration?" This is a better thing to ponder about than "... to avoid yelling." Accepting that frustration is likely to lead to a conflict helps treat the cause instead of the symptoms. As a result of thinking about this question, I recently realized that when a child is refusing to listen, it is better to exert gentle physical control (pick him up) than verbal (repeat the thing over and over). Picking him up rarely leads to confrontation. Now, each outburst, instead of being a failure and an opportunity for guilt & penance, is an opportunity to learn and add to my parenting arsenal.
Directing the flow. When I catch myself yelling, I change the message to expressing my feelings.  "I am so frustrated right now!" I used to make the mistake of trying to stop, which would rarely ever work. Instead, it would create pressure and tension, waiting for me to blow. Problem is, I've already lost control - I can't put a clamp on it - but I can give it a healthier outlet, both for me and for the children, who will receive the message, "Mommy has emotions" instead of "you are bad." Often, when the kids hear it, I see their attitude change. Instead of stubbornly defending their actions, they begin to regroup and focus on cheering me up as I took away the threat & accusation. There will be time to figure out what they did wrong later.

Repeat the message of love. Once it's over, I do need to make sure everyone is ok, that there is no permanent damage. It isn't just for the kids - it's to alleviate the sense of failure, to enable me to shake it off and continue instead of wallowing in guilt & self-pity for the rest of the day. "I love you very much even though I was really mad at you." I usually get, "I love you too, mommy" and lots of hugs and cuddles follow, restoring peace.

No consequences.  My rule of thumb is, if I got too upset by the situation to maintain control, I am too upset to figure out and set long-range  consequences for the kids. I get to learn to handle the conflict first - then I get to teach them. And if it takes a few iterations before I get the hang of it - so it does. When I have successfully handled it with patience and kindness, I will usually discover that consequences are simply unnecessary. And on the rare occasion where they are, they should be preceded by long conversations filled with lessons before a consequence should be agreed upon.

Our home is much more peaceful now and my conscience is clearer. And the more I apply these techniques, the more I am impressed at my kids and how well they are picking up on the cues and pre-handling frustrations.

Small frustrations

The pregnancy test came back negative a few days ago. Shouldn't there be a way in the modern day to flip the switch and be pregnant? I am growing so impatient! Yes, it's only a month since we made the decision to conceive, and only two since I lost the last pregnancy. Not at all time to run to the infertility clinic. Yet, last time it took us six months and I was ready to pull my hair out! And the baby did not make it... Will I be able to get pregnant soon enough that it still makes sense to do so? Will we get so engaged in our current lifestyle, with the growing kids, the business, the everything that we will decide to give up? Will the baby make it this time? And the one that trumps them all:

Will I ever get to hold my new-born baby in my arms again?

It is times and thoughts like these that cause me to wonder if there are shortcuts: magic, god, karma, clairvoyance. It brings back Ayn Rand's words from her interview with Phil Donahue. She said, she would enjoy the thought that there was an afterlife, so she could see her husband. Problem is, wishing for that would not make it true.

Still, if there are any Hogwartz graduates out there, give me a ring!

Naps are required by law!

Today we went to visit LePort, which has, what I have come to believe, one of the best Montessori preschool programs, at least in Southern California.  We were impressed by many elements of its Irvine campus: the art on the walls, bespeaking the commitment to the ideas of achievement and freedom; the classroom which gave a sense of order and peace, the staff that acted in a manner that is consistent with the best of the Montessori principles.

Yet, when we walked away, I was close to tears. It had been the second school we visited and I did not believe it when I received the news in the first one: the state of California mandates that preschool children are required to nap in an institutional setting. The head of the LePort campus we visited confirmed: the state sends inspectors which check up on compliance with this law and write substantial fines to any school, which does not comply. The law, it appears, applies to kids three years of age and younger.

Any parent who has taken the time to educate himself in developmental milestones of young children, will tell you that children typically give up naps between two and four years of age, excepting a few who do so younger and some that continue needing rest for another year or two.  Roughly a third to a half of three-year-olds do not need the middle-of-the-day rest period. My son quit napping and two years and three months. My daughter still enjoys hers well past her two-and-a-half mark.

I am appalled and furious at this violation of a parent's domain by the state. It should not be surprising, but you are never really prepared to learn of more instances of the ever-expanding domain of the government. We pay an inordinate amount of money for the poor excuse for an educational system the state has created. We shrug and walk away from the investment, unwilling to partake in its results. We instead put the funds that remain into a private institution that is consistent with what we believe is the best educational principles, changing residence due to the commitment to provide our children with the best that we can. This is not good enough as the state is unwilling to accept our flight and let us be. They send agents to verify that our children's routine is consistent with their idea of best. (Apparently, the obvious proof that their ideas are flawed by the failing system I already mentioned do not discourage this conviction!)

It appears, many state governments have similar laws, believing that neither the child's caretakers, nor the parents are well-suited to evaluating the basic needs of the child. Apparently, LA County, where my children are currently attending preschool, either interprets the law differently, or lacks the budget to send snoopers and enforce compliance. Instead, parents are asked for their wishes with respect to naps. Orange County takes this issue far more seriously, presenting me with a serious dilemma.

I genuinely believe that the LePort school will be able to provide a better educational experience for my kids than I would as a homeschool mom. Yet, I do not wish the experience of forced naps on a child (I remember the misery that such a system yields from my own childhood!). 

I do not know whether all the positive things about the school outweigh the negatives associated with forced naps, but I will be making the decision soon.  Who knows? May be we will get lucky and Lily, unlike her brother, will continue to nap through her third year and will remain happy in the school environment despite the state's best effort...