When my first child was born, I was deep into baby care books, sleep solution books, and parenting books. I needed help, and I would read just about anything to get it.
Those early months were tough; I didn't have a circle of experienced women and babies around me to help navigate the ups and downs. So I turned to the experts for their guidance. Soon I was able to mete through all the opinions and recommendations and tune into my own parental intuition. By the time my second child was born, the books were gone and I was feeling pretty confident.
Of course, that's when things changed again, as they always do when parenting....
Sonia's next post is coming soon, and we want to make sure you can tell who's writing. If you haven't noticed already, just under the title of each post is some identifying information: when the post was published, and who wrote it.
You can probably tell by the difference in our writing voices, but if you can't, just scroll to the top of any post to see who the author is.
Hope this helps - enjoy reading!
James and I are taking a parenting class offered by August's school. The class is called Parenting with Love and Logic (the link goes to a book by the same name). The basic idea is to use empathy with our children in order to empower them to handle their own problems and decisions.
One of the keys is that the empathy has to be genuine, and that children have to feel that they are wholly loved and supported by their parents (and caregivers). One small way of doing this is making every hello and goodbye an event, to take a moment to look our kids in the eyes during these greetings. The Love and Logic way suggests another subtle, profound way to connect with our kids, too, that I've started doing....
Last weekend I traveled without my family for the first time. While James has traveled for work regularly throughout our married life, ever since having kids I have been the one to stay put and hold down the fort. Also, I've had a nursing baby for most of the last seven years, so it has been impractical, if not impossible, for me to leave.
But when we started going over the details of having the whole family travel to Wisconsin for a family event, we realized it was going to be a not insignificant burden to get us all comfortably accommodated in the Midwest for 3-4 days, so James suggested I go alone. I protested at first, not even understanding the concept. But the more I thought about it, the more sense it made—and then I booked plane tickets in record time. =)...
Recently, I broke a nail while trying to clean up before a friend arrived for a play date. It was a snag that cut deep into the quick and was painful enough to stop me in my tracks. While I was nursing my wound, I had the clarity of mind to ask myself: why are you frantically cleaning the house?
This is something I thought I had broken myself of: maintaining the facade that everything is fine.