Tag: relationship

gift giving

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We are officially in the season of gifts, and as we enter the third night of Hannukah, I want to write today about how I feel about gift giving to little kids.

I am a firm believer that gifts should be given uniquely, not equally. This idea stems from my own feelings, as well as from reading Siblings Without Rivalry, a fantastic book by Adele Faber:

In other words, just because my younger son got a wheel barrow for Hannukah, doesn’t mean my older son needs to get it too.

Why am I even writing about this?

I am sure as parents of young kids, we all know what the constant struggle is like when our kids fight over toys. With a 4 and 2 year old, my main focus of parenting has become almost exclusively conflict resolution, with some emotional intelligence sprinkled in.

The boys are always arguing about some toy they both want at the same time. And therefore most of my day is spent validating each little person’s feelings about how badly he wants this thing, or how he does NOT want his brother to touch that thing, etc. All while trying to keep everyone’s body safe, because sometimes these conflicts become physical.

Sigh . . . what if my kids just had two of everything ?!?

Well many parents, with good intentions, try just that. To avoid some conflicts during gift giving times (holidays/birthdays), some simply give their children the same thing so each has their own.

Now just to clarify, I am not anti my kids receiving two of something similar if they both need it. About a year ago we got both of our kids a bike. A balance bike for my youngest and a regular bike for my oldest. We felt it was time for them to have bikes and that they would love it. Sometimes, this truly is the case.

What I want to focus on today, however, is giving the same/similar gifts in order to specifically avoid future conflict. If the only reason you are buying your kids the same gift is so they won’t end up fighting over it, I believe this is your own trigger that needs to be dealt with. Watching kids fight is uncomfortable. Watching kids cry is uncomfortable. Watching your child upset is uncomfortable. I get that. I am naturally a more empathic person and it is extremely hard to watch my child in these moments without letting it become personal.

But that’s the whole point of parenting this way. I have to acknowledge that I am feeling uncomfortable, this is about me. If we really want to be intentional with our choices, we need to make them about our kids.

Is it really healthy to teach my kids to avoid conflicts through something superficial like gifts?

Is it healthy to be modeling my lack of trust in them to figure these things out amongst themselves?

Is it right to be distracting my child from his/her feelings?

Am I setting my kids up for success as adults by doing any of this?

Yesterday, my older son received a digital camera, which he has been pining over for about 6 months. My youngest received a child sized wheel barrow. As the camera wasn’t charged yet, the wheel barrow instantly become the star of the show. Both kids were screaming. My oldest kept yelling at my youngest that it wasn’t his, it was for EVERYONE. My youngest just wanted to play with the parts as it was being put together while my oldest was yelling at his dad to finish building the whole thing. It was a meltdown disaster.

All the while, I am wondering maybe we should have just given them both wheel barrows for Hannukah, what a mistake.

But as we know with respectful parenting, meltdowns are caused by all kinds of factors, and often are not about whatever your child is crying about. So what’s going on here with my oldest son?? (other than of course the wheel barrow being really cool)

Well, it is 6:30pm, close to bedtime. He has been pumped full of chocolate coins and jelly donuts, music and a puppet show, not to mention just the pure excitement of being with his grandparents and aunt and uncle. Hey a party of more than 4 people is as exciting as it gets these days, right??

So of course his self regulation, which is minimal at best for any 4 year old with an undeveloped frontal cortex, is off the rocker.

My only priority in the moment was to help my son navigate his big feelings. That’s it.

“You really want this wheel barrow to be built all the way.”

“You want it done, NOW!”

“I hear you.”

It’s hard. Not only the validating of emotions without fixing the problem part, but also having to deal with both kids without FORCING one to share. (more about my feelings on sharing here).

And the whole time, I am wondering if any of this is even worth it? Am I really doing anyone a favor by not just getting two of the same thing? The headache alone is exhausting.

My father asked me about it while he watched everything unfold. He asked why I feel so strongly about this. And although I answered with many of the aforementioned reasons, in the back of my mind I still felt so tired of dealing with this.

But then this morning it happened.

Both kids woke up and instantly grabbed their new toys. Franky, with his charged camera, began taking pictures of everything. Nathan, who had the wheel barrow parked next to his crib all night, instantly began delivering stuffed animals from room to room. And I could hear Franky say to his little brother, in the cutest, softest voice, how happy he was that Nathan got a gift just for him, how it was a little gift for little Natani. And all morning, although there were some hiccups here and there, they traded playing with both the wheel barrow and the camera. They were both so happy just to have these new items. And they were happy FOR each other.

Will this euphoria fueled by a full night of sleep last? Probably not. I don’t think I am seeing the end of their bickering over who gets to play with what and when and how.

However I know that I need to keep believing in this style of parenting. I need to keep trusting my kids to navigate these big feelings (with me as their guide). I need to keep trusting my kids to figure out how to “share” without my yelling at them to do so, or even getting involved at all.

And lastly, I am fostering their relationship because they are seeing each other as unique, individuals worthy of something special. Franky realized the next morning that the wheel barrow was something special for his little brother and he was happy FOR him. He was happy WITH him.

It is really tough watching a sibling get a gift that you find fascinating and fun as well. It is really tough watching a sibling get attention. But just as on their birthday I won’t be getting gifts for each of my children so no one feels left out, I will continue not getting two of the same gifts in order to avoid conflicts. Because only then will I be able to see these moments of love and respect between my children.

I believe this mentality will ultimately benefit them, and me. Time will tell and I will keep you updated…

letting it be

Desere

One of the things I am struggling with is being ok with whatever my son wants, or does not want, to do. Letting it be.

For example, just today we went to the park as we usually do every morning. My son walked around a bit, but then wanted to be picked up. I held him for a while, and then told him I was going to put him down because it was hard for me to hold him for so long. He kept wanting to be held, so I sat down and told him I will sit with him instead. So he snuggled up to me and we sat there, in the middle of the playground. He sucked his thumb and sat, looking around. I asked if he wanted to go home but he said no.

We must have sat this way for 25 minutes until he got up and began exploring again.

Part of me, wanted to push him to play. I wanted to say, we are here at the park go climb, slide, play in the sand, go explore. And when he obviously didn’t want to do anything but sit, that same part of me wanted to pick him up and go home.

But then I asked myself, why not just sit here for a while. Why  not wait until he was ready to play or explore? Why is it hard sometimes to let it be?

I guess it’s because when we go somewhere new, we want our child to experience everything and get the most out of the situation. It’s very hard to accept that whatever our child is doing, is exactly what they want to do. Sometimes that means going to the park and sitting the whole time.

After all, we are building a relationship based on trust. I want him to know that I trust him, and I trust his readiness.

It’s the same thing at RIE class each week. Every child has their own timeline for when they are ready to leave their parent’s laps and join in with the class. How great is it to have a space where they get to feel that trust?

It’s not easy being so receptive to our children’s cues.

We went to a birthday party the other week. The party was at a venue that had one room full of toys, and the next room was set up for ‘messy art’. When we got to the party, my son instantly wanted to jump down and play with all the toys, understandably.

Slowly I meandered toward the other room because I was interested to see what a ‘messy party’ looked like. The room was all covered and had several easels set up for kids. I was so excited because Franky never experienced painting before. I couldn’t wait for him to feel what it was like to dip his brush in different paint, to draw with his fingers, to use sponges and make different prints.

But part of letting my son feel what he is feeling is really integral to my parenting philosophy. Because the same goes with feeling hurt or angry. The best tool we can teach is the tool of feeling those big feelings, knowing that they too shall pass. The only way to teach this is to let these feelings sit, to let them be.

That’s why with RIE parenting, we let our kids cry, or scream, or get upset. Because whatever they are feeling, regardless of how trivial it may seem to us at the moment, is important to them. So we let it be. We sit and we feel.

I guess sitting with my son today on the ground for so long, with other parents staring at me wondering what we were doing int he middle of the playground, I remembered these ideas and how i was letting my son just … be.

leave them alone

Desere

Being a mom has taught me a lot about relationships. My relationship with my husband, my parents, and my friends changed, because I changed. And I expected this to happen because I knew being a mom would change everything.

But the one relationship I never really thought about before having my son, was the one I would have with him.

Over the past year I have been developing a relationship with him that was mostly based on his dependence on me. He depended on me for food and to maintain his sleep schedule. He depended on me for love and affection.

Furthermore adopting RIE into my parenting meant that I tried to base the relationship I have with my son on respect.

But now that Frank is one year old, I realized that it’s not enough for me to respect my son. I want a relationship based on mutual respect.

Well, what does a mutually respectful relationship look like with a one year old?

I think I show Franky respect when I give him space to play on his own (baby led play), when I tell him what I am going to do before I do it, when I ask for his help when changing his diaper, or when I think about his needs before taking him places.

I am teaching him to build respect for me when I leave him to shower, use the bathroom, or cook dinner. Because as a self-caring adult, I need to do these things during the day. And as a self respected mother, I refuse to give up these self caring acts, nor do I think I should have to.

And I really think leaving him briefly during the day to take care of myself, is teaching him to respect me and my needs.

So my advice for you to have this type of mutually respectful relationship with your baby or young toddler, is to leave them alone.

Don’t be with your baby or carry them around all day. In other words, attachment parenting is not recommended, it provides a false sense of presence. You will not be there by their side forever, that’s not how life works. Your child has the right to learn this.

Furthermore, your child has the right to learn how to be alone, that being alone for a few minutes is ok and that you will return (because you always do).

We build trust with our babies when we tell them “I will be back in a few minutes”, and then we actually come back. This idea takes time for babies to develop, of course. It relates to psychological development known as object permanence, I still exist even though you cannot see me. But there is no reason or harm in starting when they are little.

In fact there is countless research that shows as long as you are present with your child during the day, really present, there is no proof that they feel fear or abandonment when you are not there.

This brings me to my next point, sleep.

You cannot make someone sleep. You cannot make someone eat. You cannot make someone leave you to play with others. These actions require readiness, and your child will do them when they are ready.

Today in RIE class we talked a lot about sleep, specifically what happens when our child begins waking up during the night after months of being a great sleeper. What is triggering them to wake up? What is the respectful approach to handling them at that time?

We talked about different strategies on what to do. One mom recommended the happy sleeper method, and our teacher discussed the issues of using any one cookie-cutter method.

Babies wake up for all sorts of reasons, teething, a loud noise, stomach ache, hungry, over-tired, change in routine, developmental milestone, etc. We cannot treat every reason the same. We can, however, remember that we have needs as well. It is unreasonable to go in every hour, or for every cry. It is unreasonable to create crutches, tricks that our children rely on to fall back asleep (rocking, nursing, singing …) Remember, we deserve respect too. And no self-respected adult should go night after night losing sleep for no reason.

So instead we provide the timing and place for sleep. We provide a predictable routine. We acknowledge. And most importantly, we leave.

When it’s around 6:15 and I have completed the bedtime routine that I do every night, I tell my son that I’m going to place him in his crib and then lay him down. I tell him I love him, that I’ll be downstairs, and that when he wakes up I’ll be here. And I leave.

If during the night he cries for longer than a minute, I return and acknowledge. Remember, I am not a fan of the ‘cry it out method’. Instead I go in his room and say something like, “I see how hard this is for you, but this is resting time. I love you. I am going to go back outside.” I rub his back for a few minutes and sometimes even blow him a kiss as I leave.

I return because I love him.

I acknowledge because I respect him.

I leave because I respect him so much that I want him to learn how to sleep, and fall asleep, on his own.

My biggest weakness was nursing my son back to sleep. I knew I had to stop for my own sanity, because there were months (like when Frank started standing) where he would wake up twice or three times. After our pediatrician reaffirmed that at this age, they do not wake up because of hunger, I decided enough was enough. I am going to leave my baby alone.

And I think, actually I hope, that he is learning his body and how to put himself back to sleep without me. I hope that he also respects me for giving him the space to be able to figure this out on his own.

So whether you are struggling with your child’s sleep patterns, or simply needing time to get anything done during the day, my simple advice remains the same… leave them alone.