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  • Monday, May 21, 2007

    Good morning! I’m up at the computer earlier than usual today, since ds1 woke up and the children who usually rush to get him the second they hear him peep are still sleeping. So today I get to enjoy him by myself. 🙂

    Yesterday was a nice full day. We started off by doing yard work – it’s amazing how fast the grass grows when it’s warm outside!

    In the past, ds13 has been the mower – since he mowed other people’s yard for pay and I drove him with his mower where he needed to go, it seemed like a fair deal for all involved. Yesterday, I decided to give someone else a turn at the fun, and dd10 was quite eager to have a go at it. She did it together with dd6, and the yard looks great. The trickiest part is not to run over the electric cord, since this year we are using an electric mower instead of a gas powered one. Dd12 trimmed all the bushes in the back, ds13 trimmed the bushes in the front, and then four of the younger kids pulled ivy and other weeds growing along the fence between us and the neighbor. Ds also pulled some poison ivy that was growing out of one of our ornamental plants. Hopefully we can keep it at bay, if not get rid of it.

    The baseball games were great, as usual, and my weekly social opportunity to speak with other moms when neither of us are rushing to go anywhere (which nowadays is a hard thing to come by). Both boys hit home runs – they keep track of their batting averages for the season, and are very pleased with their how the season is going. It’s not a league that focuses on competition, but on having fun, which I really appreciate. But they still enjoy doing their best.

    Grandma took the kids for slurpees after the game, so it was kind of late when we got home and started dinner. It was our monthly video night, too, and by the time we got the video started, it was 8:30 – after most of the kids are supposed to be in bed. That’s why the house is so quiet this morning. 🙂 The video was called Dusty (1987), and I was very pleased that it was so family friendly. We don’t watch anything more than PG, but even so, I still find it hard to find videos that meet our criterion – clean, positive, and enjoyable.

    Today I’m going to take the girls shopping for the remaining ingredients they need to fill this week’s orders for cakes and side dishes. They offered cheesecake for the first time, so our family will benefit too, since they make for our family whatever they bake for their customers. You see, I’m not totally altruistic about supporting their entrepeneurial enterprises. 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Avivah

  • New dining room chairs

    Some of you probably remember when I wrote about reupholstering the chairs that someone gave us when we bought the conference table from them. Those chairs looked great, but where kind of bulky, and didn’t give us the increased seating space we wanted when we bought the bigger table. On Friday, I bought 14 chairs from a private seller – he listed them as conference chairs, which is officially what we already had. But in the picture, I saw that they were standard width, and attractive looking. Since they were made for the commercial market, they are supposed to be nearly indestructible (though as I said to dh, I don’t know if the makers reckoned on a large family using them!). They have a ‘mountain backed’ chrome frame with super comfy cloth seats and backs. The seller used them for monthly meetings in his home for his business, and paid $100 new for each one. They are in great condition, and he sold them to me for $15 each. 🙂

    Dh is really glad I got them. The dining room feels larger and more comfortable with these chairs replacing the old one. Our dining room isn’t too big, so it makes a big difference. Whenever someone sits down in them, they sigh and tell me again how comfortable they are. That should fade in the next day or so. 🙂

    What did we do with the other chairs, you may be wondering? Since I got them for free, and reupholstered them with material that was free, I didn’t feel like selling them, even though they were very nice looking after all of our work. I posted them as a giveaway on our local Craig’s list and put them behind the garage for the first taker to come get them. Within a half hour, they were gone, to a very happy couple! It’s such a nice feeling to do something good for someone else, and that feeling is worth more than the money I could have sold them for.

    We’ll be busy with our usual Sunday afternoon routine for this season, cheering on our boys who play baseball. The entire family goes to every game, and though it’s a long afternoon (each of the boys is in a different league so we spend about 4 hours out, first watching the younger league play, then the older league), it’s something we enjoy sharing. Enjoy your Sunday!

    Avivah

  • Shopping, bargains, and compliments on ds

    I’ve noticed that super busy days around here are usually followed by slow days, and today was no exception. Yesterday was very full – we started with an orthodontist appointment for my 12 year old dd, who had her braces taken off. Now she has to wear a retainer for the next six months, and since it’s something that takes adjusting to (it’s not easy to speak normally with it in), she’s not looking forward to it.

    Directly from there we went to PA for our big shopping day. We stocked up on bulk grains, fresh milk, canned goods, and lots more, but our big bargain of the day was free range eggs! We stopped in at the bulk foods place for our usual items, and they had a sale of 79 cents a dozen for brown free range eggs! (This was an especially good price, since around here regular eggs are $1.39 dz.) I took all the cartons that were out (just 9) and asked if she had more. Turns out they had lots more – so I got a case of thirty dozen in addition to the 9 I had in my cart. I asked why they were so cheap, and she told me that a local farmer had a bunch of laying hens and made an error in estimating how much he would have to sell. He had lots more than he could sell and asked this store if they could sell some. So I relieved them of some of their overflow. 🙂

    I met a lovely lady months ago at one of the stores I visited yesterday, and we’ve stayed in sporadic email contact, so we arranged to meet there again. I also met another mom of seven kids in the store. She was in line right behind me, but I was busy with my zillion things that I was putting on the conveyer belt, so I didn’t notice her. My daughter whispered to me that there was someone with seven kids behind us – we’ve noticed before that though seven seems to us like a small family, when we see others with a similarly sized family, it looks really big! It helps me remember what other people must see when they look at us! I turned around and said hi, and started chatting with her. It turns out we’re both due with number 8 around the same time – she’s due two weeks before me. I left the store, but while I was loading my van, she came out and thanked me for my comments, and we continued chatting a bit longer. Her kids were waiting in the van for her, though, and we all know how hard it is to talk at leisure when we know the kids are feeling impatient! I took her number so maybe we’ll have the chance to connect another time in the future.

    I really need to get a separate freezer. I somehow make do with the top of the fridge freezer, but it doesn’t allow me to bake or cook in bulk like I used to, which was a big time saver. (It’s so nice at the end of a busy day to be able to reach in to your freezer and pull out a delicious dish!) And on big shopping days like yesterday, I really push the freezer to it’s absolute max. That’s being careful not to buy all that I would like to buy, knowing how limited space is. I would love to buy more milk so I could put it in the freezer, but I really can’t make room for more than four gallons. The fresh milk is the main reason we go so far for shopping (it’s not available in our state because of ridiculous legal restrictions), but I don’t like to go more often than once a month, which means that for two weeks we have plenty of milk, and for two weeks we have none. Feast or famine. 🙂

    I got home just in time to see a friend’s husband getting in to his car. He was delivering some of their overflow food, since people are making food for them following the birth of their baby (this is the friend I wrote about in my last post) and they can’t eat all of it and don’t want it to go to waste. We certainly enjoyed having a nice meal at the end of a busy day that I didn’t have to do anything to prepare! We quickly unpacked all the groceries, and made it in time for my older son’s baseball game, only ten minutes late (he went ahead of us). We took the food with us, because everyone was starving by the time we got home – it was really, really nice to be able to just dish out something filling and tasty for everyone in the short time we were at home.

    Ds is a really good baseball player, and this seasonal league is something he looks forward to all year. I was talking to the wife of one of the dads who coaches for my son’s team, who told me her husband said he is ‘awesome’. She went on to tell me that her husband isn’t one to give compliments out lightly, and was really impressed by his character. It’s always nice to hear things like that, isn’t it? To me, character is the most important thing, and if he were a terrific ball player who was selfish and disrespectful, it wouldn’t be worth two cents to me. It’s a constant conscious effort to help our kids work on their character, but it is so rewarding to see them grow up as mature and self aware.

    Avivah

  • Gratitude for a miracle

    This past week has been emotionally one of the hardest I can remember even having in my life. My very dear and special friend finally went into labor (ten days overdue – and we expected her to be early so it felt very overdue!), and we had her adorable toddler stay with us while she was in labor. Unfortunately, it was anything but a normal or predictable labor.

    She had an extremely rare complication known as an amniotic fluid embolism, which is fatal in the large majority of cases. She had an emergency cesarean and was in surgery for several hours, as she was bleeding for hours without any stop (due to the embolism), and was continually given blood transfusions (she lost the equivalent of all of her blood twice). By truly a miracle, she made it through, thanks to the prayers of many, many people, and the wonderful staff who all ‘happened’ to be in the right place at the right time.

    I don’t know if it was good or bad that I realized something was wrong early on, but it was a horrible feeling to have an increasingly strong sense that something was seriously wrong and not know why I had that feeling. I tried to intellectually tell myself that nothing could be wrong and I was just imagining things, but it didn’t help. I finally called her husband after an hour and a half (before that we had just spoken briefly to make arrangements for me to pick up his daughter, and I had no idea what stage of labor she was in) and apologized for bothering him, but told him that I was really worried and just wanted to find out what was happening. I’m not an anxious kind of person, but I was hoping that he would tell me I had been worried for nothing and the baby was born and everyone was fine. That’s when I heard she had been in surgery for over an hour and was having a lot of bleeding. Having a good amount of knowledge and experience with childbirth as an educator and doula, I immediately realized this was way out of the norm for reasonable complications and it seriously scared me. When an hour and a half after that the bleeding still hadn’t stopped, it was beyond frightening.

    My kids realized by my tone of voice when I spoke to him the first time that something was very wrong – one of them later said that my voice sounded flat – and they all started praying for her. That day, even before I knew what had actually technically happened and how bad it was, I felt the situation was very tenuous. Literally, like someone’s life was hanging in the balance. And it really bothered me the entire day that I felt so emotionally dead – I kept asking myself, “What’s the matter with you? Your very close friend is in this terrible situation and you can’t even shed a tear?”

    It wasn’t until later in the day when I heard that she had stabilized and was in critical condition and in the intensive care unit that I finally cried. And cried and cried. And since then I’ve been crying every day several times a day when I think about it. I read something yesterday that said that when a person isn’t ready to deal with an emotion, they don’t feel it, and that’s exactly how it was for me in those first hours. The possibility of a tragic outcome was so horrible that I just couldn’t feel anything.

    So while I’ve had lots of thoughts on many things to share with all of you (some connected to this, some not), this has been foremost in my mind, something that I think about most of my waking hours. I’ve been too emotional about it all to even think of writing anything. At this point, I’m just grateful beyond words that she will be okay, and the baby is healthy – it’s like she won a high stakes lottery, as the statistics for both mother and baby in this situation are very poor.  Most don’t make it, and if the mother does make it, brain damage is a result in most cases. Life is very precious, and times like these are a real reminder of that.

    Avivah

  • Reverse Psychology – is it good or bad?

    Many moms have learned about the concept of reverse psychology, and think it’s a great strategy. (Reverse psychology is when you tell your child to do the opposite of what you want them to do, knowing that he will act in opposition to what you said and end up doing what you actually want.) It seems like the magic solution – you get him to act the way you want, and he gets to think he’s in control and making the decisions in spite of what you say, so what could be bad?

    Is there anything wrong with using reverse psychology? Personally, I think it’s manipulative. Instead of openly and honestly communicating what you want, you’re tricking your child into doing what you want. As he gets older it will become clear to him what you’re doing, saying one thing but meaning something else. There’s a lot of ambiguity in communicating like that. Is that the way you want him to learn to communicate?

    Secondly, and this is a big one – who is the one making the decisions in your home? Do you want your child to think it’s him? I’m a strong advocate of giving children choices in areas of their lives that are negotiable, but at the same time, they need to know when a parent tells them to do something, the parent’s word is not negotiable, period. If the parent says it, they need to do it.

    The parent needs to clearly be the authority figure in the home, but authority doesn’t come from harshness and rigidity, or from the need to gratify his own ego – it comes from loving his child enough to clearly communicate expectations and consistently follow through on those stated guidelines. It may be cute to see a three year old acting like the a little adult, and parents will laugh about how adorable it is at that age to be bossy or fresh. But the precedent that is being set is going to lead to a lot of misery for the child and parent, as she gets older and thinks she can tell everyone what to do.

    I think using reverse psychology is appealing precisely because so many moms don’t know how to get their kids to listen in any other way. But remember – your child will sense your resolve (or lack of it) without you saying anything – it’s something that radiates from within. Be clear in your own mind about what you want to accomplish, and know that you are willing to follow through to help the child learn you mean what you say.

    When it’s time for your child to do something, don’t try to trick them into thinking they are making the choices and doing what they want in spite of what you say. Tell them what you want, firmly and with love, and follow through.

    Avivah

  • Progress on the attic and new learning experiences…

    I’ve been busy this week looking into local high school options for ds13 for the coming year (private schools – the local public schools are some of the worst in the country), wanting to know what the options were without summarily dismissing them in favor of homeschooling. After all of my research, homeschooling has never looked better! It’s taken a good amount of time and emotional energy, but I feel even more committed to educating our children at home after considering all of the input and feedback with an open mind.

    On the home front, after two weeks of dh not really working on our attic, I realized he was very understandably feeling a bit overwhelmed at how much work there was to do, especially in light of how little time he had at home to do it in. I was planning to do a bunch of work, too, but was waiting for him to finish some preliminary things that needed to be done before I could do my part. To take the pressure off of my wonderful husband, I asked my ds13 if he felt comfortable doing some of the work, to which he agreed.

    I really think teenagers need and appreciate meaningful outlets for their energies, and this project has been very satisfying and gratifying for my son. He can really see a visible difference before and after he does work, and he knows what a huge help it is to dh and I that he’s getting so involved. I just wanted ds to hang some drywall, but he went well beyond that. After drywalling the knee wall on one side of the attic, he decided to frame the inner concrete wall himself, which was more complicated than a typical wall framing project because of the slant of the roof on each side. Then he went on to begin hanging dry wall on that same wall, which also was a lot more work because of the drywall needing to be cut at an exact slant to fit the interior roofline. And, it’s right next to the stairs so he had to build a kind of scaffold with dh so he would have a place to get the footing for sufficient leverage to drill. The attic is actually beginning to look like it will be a really nice living space – reality is starting to show glimpses of matching the vision in my mind’s eye. I can really see the light at the end of the tunnel. The plumbing and electric work for the bathroom has been done, so a lot of that work is in place. We need to build a custom shower stall, cover all the walls, lay a tile floor, and put the door in for the bathroom, and then the plumber will be back to put in the fixtures, and the electricians will be back to put in the light and venting fan. Though there’s still lots of work to do, both for the bathroom and the attic itself, it’s exciting to see it all come together.

    Well, after working together with dh most of Friday on the attic, they were both ready for a break, when we discovered the sewer main had backed up and the contents of my garbage disposal from the kitchen sink were coming up in my utility sink in the basement. We quickly called the plumber, who told us to call a sewer service. Unfortunately, it was 5:30 and they were closed, so there was no help on that end. Feeling a very real sense of urgency and not having any professionals available to come out and take care of it, dh ran out to Home Depot (which is beginning to feel like our second home) and rented an electric snake. He did a fantastic job of snaking out the sewer line (there’s a first time for everything – the joys of home ownership!), and took a quick shower while ds put the pipes back together.

    Then in the middle of the night, I woke up to the sounds of crying, and found my two middle sons throwing up. My dds (10 and 12) were taking care of them, and said they hadn’t wanted to wake me up, but fortunately I heard them anyway. There must be a virus going around, since the baby was sick on Thursday and Friday, also the same kinds of symptoms – lethargy and vomiting. The 4 yo seemed to be feeling fine when he woke up, but ds8 still isn’t over it. I hope in the morning when he wakes up it will have worked its way out of his system.

    Our guests today were wonderful, just filled with a positive energy and upbeat attitude that I especially love and appreciate. I had considered canceling when we had the sewer main problem because I wasn’t sure what the state of the house would be like, but I’m so glad I didn’t, especially since we made plans with them over a month ago. They are a couple in their sixties, and we had a marvelous lunch conversation that went on for three hours and spanned a wide variety of topics. The older three kids were all interested in the conversation, and participated as well, and the younger kids flitted from the table to their games during the meal.

    My older two dds started a baking business several weeks ago, and just got a few large orders. It’s really exciting for them, since they didn’t know what kind of response they would get (and there may still be orders that will come in, since customers have until Monday to place their orders). So I’m organizing my time so that the kitchen will be available exclusively for their use for Tues/Weds/Thurs, and then again on Sunday. I feel it’s really a wonderful project that they’ve taken on, and though I won’t do the work for them, and willing to support them in whatever way I can. Basically, this has meant taking them shopping for supplies and to distribute their flyers. I really feel that nothing builds self-confidence like success, and regardless of how much money they make, this has already been a very good experience for them.

    Avivah

  • Temper tantrums

    Tonight I was wondering about what seems to be a commonly held belief, that temper tantrums are an inevitable and integral part of a young child’s life. This isn’t how I view it at all, and isn’t representative of my personal experience as a parent. So I turned to my expert panel for thoughts on this, my kids. 🙂

    At dinner tonight, I asked them how they define temper tantrums, and what they think the cause of them is. They defined tantrums pretty much the way I think most of us would (emotionally and physically escalating to an extreme level to express unhappiness). Their comments on where they think tantrums stem from was quite interesting for me to hear, since this isn’t something we’ve ever discussed.

    One child said that he thinks parents let their kids get whatever they want, and then since the child isn’t used to hearing “no”, he reacts with a tantrum when something doesn’t go his way. Another added that she’s seen children who get into the habit of throwing tantrums to get what they want, because their parents don’t respond strongly the first time there’s a tantrum and don’t give a strong message even after the first time. Another comment was that children aren’t taught when they are young how to act and what is acceptable. They also noticed that some kids will act up in public and thought it might be because parents feel too embarrassed to respond to it the way they would at home.

    Though I don’t think things are as black and white as my kids, I do agree with a lot of what they said. Part of the issue that wasn’t mentioned, in my opinion, is parental ambivalence that is projected to a child. Because so many parents believe that tantrums are a normal way for a young child to react, they don’t consider that there is anything wrong with it. Yes, they may feel annoyed and irritated, but think it’s a child’s natural reaction to have a tantrum in certain situations (eg, exhaustion, sickness, and one I especially frequently hear, when they don’t have words to express themselves). And if it’s a natural reaction, then it isn’t fair of them to expect anything else.

    I think that a parent gets what he expects, in terms of behavior. I have clear expectations of what is allowed in our home, and I expect that our children will respect those standards. (I of course enforce what I expect.) Part of why we’ve never had an issue with tantrums is that I respond to an escalating situation well before it reaches a tantrum stage (eg, I would respond right away to a child saying “no” to my request, or starting to raise his voice or become impatient; those are responses that I feel need correction from the outset).

    Additionally, I don’t think teaching standards begins the first time a child has a tantrum. Teaching my children to respect what I say begins at a young age. For example, our baby (who is almost one) doesn’t wiggle around when I change his diaper, and hasn’t wiggled when changed for at least two months. Why? Not because he was spanked any time he budged! Because I firmly said “no” and gently held him in place when he squirmed. This might have taken 3 – 5 times. So he learned that if he wants to check everything out and move all around, he just has to wait a minute or two until I’m finished changing him. As he gets older, he will learn more and more about how to act in various situations, and will be able to consistently anticipate my response to how he behaves.

    When a child gradually gets used to listening to his parent in a wide array of situations, he learns what his parent will tolerate and what he won’t. Kids know how to push their limits, and will push those limits! They are very, very good at seeing if we really mean what we say, and they can tell that by how we respond to their actions. When your children get a clear and consistent message from you that tantrums aren’t a reasonable recourse to expressing themselves, their frequency will drastically be cut down.

    Avivah

  • Extracurricular activities for kids -how much is too much?

    A couple of days ago, we went to a large local park late in the afternoon with the kids. Dh told the older kids he would play some baseball with them in one of the fields, which they were all looking forward to. The problem was, they kept having to find new fields to play on, as more and more teams came out to practice, and said they had reserved the field. (All lacrosse teams ? I never had even heard of lacrosse when I was a kid. Since when did that become so popular?) It got me thinking about how these kids were reflective of the trend all over the country, with kids being super busy with scheduled activities, versus lots of time for free play.

    When I was a kid and when we went to a park, we ended up playing with other kids there. We had pickup games in our neighborhood when a bunch of kids happened to be outside at the same time, which wasn’t unusual. But nowadays, it’s getting increasingly rare to see kids playing outside; the vast majority of kids have structured activities for after school is over. A kid who wants to have a pickup game with neighbors is a kid who’s going to be waiting a long time!

    We all have a tendency to go along with what everyone else is doing, without really thinking about if it’s a good thing or not. And parents just want to do the best thing for their kids. The message nowadays is, kids need all of this structured activity at a very young age to be competitive as they get older, that an early start is a head start. If you don’t put your three year old in ice skating or ballet, the concern is that they will be hopelessly behind when they get to be 10 and there’s no class that’s suitable for their level. I wonder how much parents have thought about the benefit to kids in this approach. Societally we now see so many kids who end up with frantically overcrowded days, rushing from school to extra curricular activities most days of the week. When so many kids need planners to keep track of their social/extra curricular lives, is that a good thing? Does it encourage emotional balance and family togetherness?

    I don’t think so. In fact, I think it’s harmful and damaging to kids when we take away their childhoods by scheduling their days so full that most adults would be overwhelmed by it. Kids need time to be bored, time to learn how to fill their own time and entertain themselves. They need the time to relax and let go of the tension of the day, and time to get to be comfortable in their own skin without the constant busy-ness to keep them from knowing themselves. Free time is supposed to be an integral part of being a child (at least in first world countries). There used to be a saying, “Early ripe, early rot”. Precocity wasn’t viewed as a good thing. Now parents strive to outdo each other with who is busier than the next person, whose child is in more activities and has a fuller schedule, and whose child is on a more advanced level than another’s. It’s almost a prestige thing, when you hear moms comparing whose child is doing more. But when are we going to recognize the insanity of this approach, and give our children the time they deserve to just be?

    Avivah

  • Keeping the house in order – with kids around

    “Have you managed to train your kids to keep the house tidy as they go? ”

    The house stays in reasonable condition if I stay on top of things and make sure everyone does what they’re supposed to do when they’re supposed to do it. The last couple of weeks I’ve been mentally very preoccupied with a business project I’ve been working on, and when I don’t actively manage, things don’t run as well as usual. So things don’t look as good in that scenario as they should.

    I don’t spend much time daily on regular cleaning. I aim for a generally orderly home, not spotless, and your standards might be much higher than mine. Usually if someone were to come in to my house, they would find most of the main floor (living room, dining room, kitchen) in process, because those are constantly in use, since that’s where we spend our time all day long.

    What I do is the following: morning chores for 15 minutes – this means wiping down the breakfast table and washing dishes for the child whose turn it is, and three times a week the kids do the bathrooms, 2 kids for each bathroom. There is also a quick pickup of the main floor, I usually have my 4 yo or 6 yo sweep all of the main floor. Whoever I feel like nabbing takes out the garbage.

    Sporadically, I give them rags and have the younger kids wipe down the walls, which can get grimy over time with fingerprints. I expect them to pick up their bedrooms before they come downstairs in the morning (but honestly, what isn’t regularly inspected isn’t regularly done – so I often send them back up to finish what should have been done earlier:)) Before dinner, I usually have another quick pick up. The kids take turns during the week doing breakfast and dinner dishes (I cook and do lunch dishes, also Saturday and Sunday dishes). I do picking up and putting away through the day, I don’t really schedule that in or think about it – for example, if I see the stove top needs to be wiped down, I just do it. Some people find it more helpful to have schedules for all of the necessary tasks, but I tend to feel overly burdened by lots of schedules.

    I don’t do laundry daily. This doesn’t work for me, since it seems there’s always laundry waiting to be put away in that situation. All the laundry is done on Sunday (though often it drags through to Monday if the loads aren’t moved through promptly enough). My two oldest (ds13, dd12) alternate weeks for doing laundry, the younger kids are responsible for bringing the dirty clothes to the basement. I sort the clean stuff into piles (often grabbing a work buddy but just as often not). Then for several hours on Sunday evening, there is a pile of clothes on the couch that steadily grows, and I send each child to their room two or three times with their stuff to put away. (I put it on the couch because I won’t allow it to stay there; the problem with clean laundry is it’s very easy to just shove it to the side and it builds up in clean piles in the spare room.)

    When I feel more serious attention is needed to their rooms, on occasional Sunday mornings I gather everyone and tell them we need to get things back in order – I find that things tend to pile up over time. I hate clutter. Hate, hate, hate. I take a garbage bag or two of things to the Goodwill almost every week – yesterday I took four bags. I can’t figure out how I regularly have so many things to pass on, since I’m not an excessive shopper or accumulator in any way. I have seven kids and limited space, and don’t feel I can afford the luxury of keeping things around that aren’t being used, if I want to keep a reasonably tidy house. Cleaning around lots of stuff is just too hard, and there’s plenty of stuff left to clean around even with my constant decluttering. For me, decluttering is an ongoing process.

    So to sum up, I spend maybe half an hour daily on home maintenance; what’s most important for me is to use the systems I’ve put into place and remembering that it’s because I have those systems that things run smoothly. Sometimes things seem to just happen on their own, and I forget to give myself credit for creating and maintaining that environment, and then I lapse and don’t do the necessary maintenance. Times like that are actually helpful, though, because it reminds me that the house running smoothly is happening because I’m there to make sure it happens.

    Avivah

  • Guilt over anger with child

    “I find myself yelling at my daughter for little things, and then I feel horrible afterwards.”

    Sometimes moms catch themselves reacting in anger to their young child, getting super frustrated with seemingly small things. Then the mom feels guilty because she was overreacting to something so small. Sound familiar?

    There’s definitely something more productive a mom can do than feel guilty and continue to regularly enact the same scenario. Instead of rushing to guilt trip herself for overreacting, a mom needs to instead look at the dynamics of the situation. What is her child doing that she is regularly getting upset about? Are there certain circumstances surrounding incidents that may be a factor? For example, are you tired, hungry, in a rush, or feeling pressured by the presence of certain people? My personal worst trigger is when I feel time pressure, and one day I realized that was the real problem, not my kids or whatever they happened to be doing when I got upset. I would overreact when I felt too rushed (and when combined with exhaustion, things weren’t pretty). So I learned to leave myself bigger chunks of time to get things done, leave earlier than I think I need to in order to get places on time, and try to avoid putting myself in time pressured situations if I can avoid it (planning ahead can eliminate many pressures connected with time based situations).

    It’s also important to realize that our kids our tuned into our emotions, and when we are feeling pressured and tense, their behavior is always going to be worse. When the situation is being initiated by your bad mood/exhaustion/depression, you need to realize that they are just reacting to you. When you change your attitude for the better, their behavior will seem to miraculously improve.

    Once you check for the above, and that’s not the root of the issue, look objectively at your child’s behavior. Lots of times we think that a behavior is minor and tell ourselves it shouldn’t bug us, so we ignore it. The child does it again and again, and each time, it’s bugging us more and more. And eventually, we explode over (seemingly) one little provocation. The mistake here is that you aren’t respecting your feelings about the action in question in the very beginning. That little feeling of irritation is a warning sign for you that something needs to be responded to, not ignored. It’s like your personal geiger counter that senses something that needs correction.

    There are things that you won’t be bothered by that other moms would be, and you wouldn’t put any effort into correction, because it’s not a problem for you. And then there are other things that are important to you that other moms would shrug about, but you will want to insist on them, even if for other people it wouldn’t be a big enough to make an issue of. I’m not talking about giving yourself license to be nitpicky and a perfectionist with your child, which is damaging. Rather, I’m referring to the many times that kids act inappropriately, and we think we are being good mothers by continuing to smile and act like they are acting fine, that if we are bothered, it’s our problem, not theirs. (There are also things that every parent should respond to, even if it doesn’t bother them, because to ignore them gives the wrong message, but that’s a post for another time.)

    I’ve seen this happen many times. An example that comes to mind is a child who repeatedly interrupts her mother’s conversation, climbs all over her, and makes demands, while the mother is obviously feeling stressed and continues to say loving words even while she’s getting increasingly tense. She felt that it was normal behavior for a four year old. I said something to the mother about it, to the effect that she seemed to be feeling really resentful and uptight about her child’s presence. She told me she honestly finds it very hard to be around her child. Instead of responding to the many things her child did that were legitimately cause for irritation, her solution was to let her child do whatever she wanted without providing appropriate limitations on her behavior. In a case like this, both the mother and child would benefit by the mother being honest with herself about what she wanted to see; her child was picking up on her negative emotions in spite of her nice sounding words.

    Behaviors that are problematic should be nipped in the bud. It doesn’t matter how small they are, because if you don’t address them, they are guaranteed to get bigger. That’s the problem with the theory of choosing your battles, and not wanting to make an issue of little things. When we don’t deal with the small things in the beginning, they escalate to become big things. Then we explode over seemingly superficial incidents, and don’t understand where the anger is coming from.

    This is a really important point, because by dealing with this before we are feeling strong negative emotions, we can calmly respond to our child, they can adjust their behavior, and virtually no time needs to be spent in a negative space. Notice, respond, and get back to spending time doing the good stuff with him or her.

    Avivah