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Never Be Embarrassed of Your Parenting or Your Child

Before you become a parent, you may visualize what it will be like to hold your baby. You may wonder what it will feel like to know that there is someone to love unconditionally. You may even imagine sweet hugs and tender kisses from your angelic cherub that you know you will accept no matter what.

But, there are some things you never visualize. It’s the moments you never see on television or in the movies. It’s the part no one likes to admit or talk about. The times you not only want, but need to lock yourself  in the bathroom in order to regain your composure. The moments you secretly wonder what you did wrong to create such a monster. The moments you feel sad or angry or overwhelmed or just plain tired. The moments you feel disappointed - not so much in your child, but in yourself because surely this is all your fault right? If only you were a better mother. If only you could have anticipated the meltdown. If only you had instilled more of a sense of discipline, or maybe you were too strict?

These thoughts are normal. There isn’t a mother or father alive who hasn’t doubted their parenting. So, if these feelings and experiences are normal, then why aren’t we talking about it more. Why are we left alone to cope with these moments? Why do we stare at the mother with the child collapsing in the middle of Target and judge? Where is the support? Where is the understanding?

And why the hell are we so embarrassed? THIS IS NORMAL. This is life – an imperfect journey with perfectly imperfect children.

Yet, I see it all the time. A parent comes to pick-up his or her child from my daycare and the child begins to melt down. The child screams, flails, hits and collapses in a heap of tears for no apparent reason. Maybe the child is exhausted from a long day. Maybe the child is in the middle of a fun game and isn’t ready to be interrupted. Maybe the idea of transitioning is stressful for that child.  Or maybe there is no discernible reason other than being so elated to see Mommy and Daddy that their emotions take over.

The parents are usually at a loss. They often get that embarrassed look in their eyes and try to reason with their child. They try to find a solution or coax their child back. They shake their heads and I sympathize. It is so hard being a parent. Sometimes there isn’t a solution. Sometimes you just have to ride it out and stand your ground. But, you should never be made to feel embarrassed for yourself or for your children. You should never alter your parenting style just because you have an audience. It’s okay to reprimand your child in front of others or give a time-out. It’s okay to just allow your child to scream in a corner. It’s okay to hug it out or simply pick-up your child and go flailing and all.

There is no steadfast rule on the best way to parent, so you have to be true to you and to your child, whether you have an audience or not.

This is something I have had to work through myself. I always have an audience when I parent. My daycare parents watch me with my children and I am always acutely aware that I am being observed. That my actions are observed because they are representative of how I treat their children. I have learned not to censor my parenting. I have learned that I cannot be afraid to parent in front of others. I cannot get embarrassed because this is reality. My children are not perfect. My children push my buttons and cry and whine and fight and say no. My children have emotions and that is okay. I have emotions and that is okay as well.

Just this morning, my seven-year-old son had a major meltdown as the bus was approaching because I wouldn’t allow him to bring his Easter candy to school as a snack. He tried to sneak the candy in his book bag and I caught him, so I took it away. He screamed, cried, and got angry with me. I stood my ground and was stern, but definitive with him. I was not going to allow him to miss his bus (which is one of his favorite things to attempt). All this happened while a daycare parent watched, but I knew I wasn’t being judged. She was helping me watch for the bus. She was kind and understanding.

This is what we should all do for each other. We should all be more forgiving with ourselves and with others. We should support each other, so there is no need to feel embarrassed. Most importantly, we should realize that this is just part of the job. It is a difficult one with many rewards, but no true reward comes without a struggle. If it did, we wouldn’t appreciate the quiet snuggles before bedtime, the unexpected hugs, or squeals of delight.

Do you get embarrassed when your child melts down in front of others? Do you censor your parenting when you have an audience? Have you ever felt judged by others? Please leave a comment or join the discussion on the Tiny Steps Mommy Facebook page.

 

Final Day of Give Back Mission: I Want to Learn How to Cure Cancer

This is the eleventh and final day of my mission to spread kindness and help others. In case you don’t know what I’m talking about, please read: Join My Give Back Mission to Spread Kindness and Say Thank You.

Today is my one-year blogging anniversary. It is a personal achievement I have celebrated the last 11 days by doing good deeds and highlighting amazing charitable organizations championed by my readers. For my final mission I am highlighting another deserving organization as well as answering a question posed to me as part of March’s Secret Subject Swap put together by the blog Baking in a Tornado. Fifteen bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style.

When I accepted my question I didn’t realize that the publish date would also be my blogging anniversary, but once I read the question I knew it would fit in nicely with my final wish and thought for all of you.

My assigned subject/question is If you could learn one thing immediately what would you learn? It was submitted by http://chewylicious.wordpress.com.

This give back mission has taught me about the compassion and strength of others. I now realize what I am capable of and have learned that simple acts of kindness are contagious. Doing good deeds fulfill me much more than I ever thought possible. I have cried learning about the people in need and the people who have lost loved ones. My heart has grown so many times during this little experiment.

However, based on this experience, if I could learn one thing immediately it would be how to cure people of disease. All diseases, but especially Cancer. The enemy that lies within. The enemy that knows no boundaries. The enemy that attacks our children, our brothers, our sisters, our mothers and our fathers.

I wish I had the capacity to figure out the right cure or vaccine. I wish I could spare so many from the pain and suffering. I wish I could prevent the loss. The heartbreaking loss so many know. So many dread.

I know this fear well. I know what a diagnosis of Cancer does to a family. I know what it feels like to be told that no matter how hard you fight and pray, this will be what cuts your loved one’s life short. Painfully short. I know that even though your loved one is still alive and you vow to cherish every moment, you secretly look at that person with the crushing knowledge and fear that everything WILL change. I hate that and I HATE Cancer.

I hate cancer

My step-father, who is known only as Daddy or Pop-Pop in our family, was diagnosed with Stage 4 Prostate Cancer that metastasized into his bones less than 22 months ago. His disease is terminal and aggressive. Very aggressive. He was given a timeframe. A countdown. A sentence. Treatments are not curative, but rather meant to keep the beast at bay as long as possible. Meant to make him more comfortable. Doctors talk in terms of months, not years, but months. Life as we knew it before the diagnosis is over. Our naivete destroyed. Our hearts broken. We cling to each moment. We take pictures. Lots of pictures. We plan vacations. We set goals. We research the latest clinical trials. We pray for miracles. A cure.

How could this happen? Isn’t Prostate Cancer one of the most treatable Cancers? The slowest moving Cancer? How did we not know? How could it have progressed so fast? He is not even 60. He deserves more time. We all deserve more time.

I haven’t shared this before because I haven’t been able to write about it. I tried many times, but I couldn’t. Over the last 11 days I have shared so many personal stories. Other people’s stories. Courageous and amazing people have opened up to me and have shown me what it means to advocate for a cause. To truly believe in something greater than themselves.

So, I am sharing this deeply personal thing for the first time in a very public way. I am sharing this pain that is there every day underneath the surface. This sadness that my mother and my sisters and I feel every day. The anguish and frustration that our Daddy/Pop-Pop feels as he spends endless hours online searching for an answer. Searching for hope.

I have been told that this time is a gift. While I understand this thought, how can watching a person you love get ravished and torn down in this way be a gift? How can you prepare to say goodbye to the person who taught you how to ride a bike without training wheels, who taught you how to drive, who taught you how to find the stud when hanging up shelves, who moved you into your college dorm, who always knew what to do when you were sick or something was broken, who despite not being related by blood is very much a part of who you are? Please tell me how anyone does this.

I want to believe that one day there will be a miracle. That one day someone much smarter than me will learn how to fix this. That one day someone will help stop the pain and the unnecessary loss.

I want to learn how to cure Cancer.

 

Today’s Mission

Today, I am asking that you take a moment to help one brother who is in this fight against Cancer in a big way. He is a true advocate in the name of the sister he lost to Breast Cancer. Shawn Gardner and Team Heather have helped to raise almost half a million dollars for the Susan G. Komen Global Race for the Cure since 2001.

race for cure

Shawn formed Team Heather to support and empower his sister in her fight. In 2001, 25-year-old Heather Gardner rolled over in bed, her elbow touching a lump in her breast that developed overnight. That day, Heather’s OB/GYN sent her home, telling her women her age didn’t get breast cancer. A biopsy days later diagnosed this 25-year-old with Stage III Breast Cancer – a cancer most likely 10 years in the making – and immediately thrust Heather and her family into the dark journey all breast cancer survivors must face. Seventeen months later, Heather Gardner, a newlywed now, lost her battle to the Cancer her mother survived years before.

Shawn Gardner, a teacher at South County High School in Fairfax County, Va., has done more than run a race. He has started a movement. His efforts have helped Komen invest $2.4 billion into finding a cure – making it the largest private funder of breast cancer research. According to Team Heather’s fundraising page:

This investment has helped breast cancer, according to Eric Winer, M.D., chief of breast oncology at Dana-Farber, to “be the first type of cancer we look back on and say, ‘This used to kill, but it doesn’t anymore.’” And many experts believe that any steps towards a cure for breast cancer will lead to a cure for other forms of cancer.

If this is what the power of one brother’s love can do, imagine if everyone touched by Cancer spoke out and became advocates. Imagine what we can do together.

Please consider donating to Team Heather. You can also support to this cause by buying tickets to the South County Middle and High School Talent Show on March 21 at 7 pm. All proceeds from the show, which is themed “Pink: It hits home,” go to Team Heather.

Tickets are sold at South County Middle and High School from March 15-19 for $6. Tickets are $7 at the door.

An inspiring student at South County Middle and High School wrote a poem that is poignant and fitting for this cause. You can watch her reading the poem in honor of Breast Cancer below:

Please give to Team Heather if you can and please continue to help others and spread the word today, and every day.

Thank you for an amazing first year. I hope for many, many more.

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http://chewylicious.wordpress.com/
http://smn0409.blogspot.com/
http://dinoheromommy.com/
http://www.justalittlenutty.com/
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http://stacysewsandschools.wordpress.com/
http://lifeonthesonnyside.blogspot.com/
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http://www.tinystepsmommy.com
http://menopausalmother.blogspot.com/
www.amotherlife.com
http://sadderbutwiser.wordpress.com/
http://mybrainonkids.net/
http://hypnoticbard.blogspot.com/

 

Day Four: Give Back Mission to Express Gratitude

Today is the fourth day of my mission to spread kindness and help others. In case you don’t know what I’m talking about, please read: Join My Give Back Mission to Spread Kindness and Say Thank You.

For the fourth day, I am highlighting an organization that I have supported in the past because I completely believe in what they are doing for military families living in the Washington DC metropolitan area.

Mission Sleep is a non-profit organization that provides free, overnight newborn care to military families when the mother’s partner is deployed or wounded when the baby arrives.

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I remember what it was like when I brought home all four of my children from the hospital. Without the support of my partner and my extended family, I would not have been able to handle the transition from the hospital well. I was still healing myself and needed help. I could not imagine doing it alone, but it would be especially difficult knowing that my partner is deployed or wounded.

For these mothers, having someone help them with the transition from the hospital to their home is invaluable. Mission Sleep offers these families a Registered Nurse, Licensed Practical Nurse or Postpartum Unit Medical Technician to come into the home of a new mom and provide overnight care and education to that family for up to five nights for free.

These services are only possible through donations and sponsorships. Please consider donating to this cause by visiting MissionSleep.org and clicking the “Donate Now” button at the bottom of the page.

Another way to support this organization is to consider attending A Baby Affair: A Celebration of Mommyhood on March 17, 2013 in Washington, DC at The Long View Gallery. This first-ever luxury event will showcase Washington DC’s best resources for new moms and moms-to-be. There will be a vendor exhibition, an expert panel, and a maternity runway show. Tickets are $35 in advance and $45 at the door. Mission Sleep is the beneficiary of this event, so please check it out and spread the word!

Click here to purchase your tickets to A Baby Affair.

 

Good Deed Idea of The Day

My Good Deed Idea of The Day is to send a token of appreciation to your child’s teacher. A simple thank you written on a card with some glue sticks and hand sanitizer or tissues to replenish their supply would be a very useful and thoughtful way to spread some kindness to the people who are helping to educate your children. I know it may not seem like much, but donating these items without being asked is always appreciated, especially since teachers usually pay for these frequently used items out of their own pockets. And of course, being thanked and acknowledged always feels good. Your child’s teacher also deserves some kindness. At least I think so.