- I am sharing my parenting escapades because many people have been amused by them, while others have suggested I share them with the world - or those few people who happen across this Blog.
- I begin this (hopefully) regular sharing by telling you, the reader, that nothing I share is guaranteed to work. My parenting actions were mostly reactions to my children. I spent my time trying to ebb their flow, while ensuring thoughtfulness on everyone's part.
- My first advice is to remain calm (as calm as the reality of the situation allows because, yes, I did slap someone once - but that's a teen story and these entries focus on the lovely early childhood - pre-teen days of parenting humany literacy).
The child disagreed with something I'd done by yelling, "I want a new mommy!"
First, I recognized that I was bigger than she was and thought her fierce bravery for stepping to me that way. I admired her "umph" and new she either wanted to hurt my feeling (I only have one) or a new mommy (in her childish ignorance). I decided, it was a little of both and came at her with all the might my imagination could muster.
"Okay," I told her. "Go get your Buzz Lightyear suitcase because you'll need to move when you new mommy comes to get you."
Not phased, she went to her room for her little tattered suitcase; I knew the fight was on and I would win or she'd have a new mommy.
When she came back down the hall with her empty suitcase, I had the newspaper opened to the classifieds section. I calmly explained the process... "When people want something new, they look it up in the classifieds in the newspaper. See, here is where you can buy new cars, and, here, new houses. Now I know there is a section for new mommies somewhere."
When I saw her eyebrows raise and her usually almond shaped eyes (she gets those from her father) grow wide, I knew I was winning. I could have stopped there, but I didn't.
"Look, I'll keep looking in the paper and you should go pack. Now, remember, once you get a new mommy you cannot come back to the old one. It's sad because I really love you and will miss you. Your dad and sister will miss you too. That's how it goes when you get a new mommy.
Her walk back to her room didn't have as much pep.
After awhile, I yelled, "Are you packed? I think I see a few new mommies. Come look at this one. She sounds nice. Way nicer than me." When I got no answer, I took the paper in to show her the mommies I'd found.
I found her with an open but empty suitcase. Yes, I could have stopped there, but I didn't.
"Why haven't you packed anything? Don't you want to take...." I listed a bunch of things she should take along with her. I'm not sure if I actually but items into her suitcase before she started crying: "I don't want a new mommy!!!"
Yes, I could have stopped there, but I didn't.
"I don't want you to have a new mommy. I like being your mommy. We do lots a fun things together don't we?"
"Yeah" she sniffed.
"Really? Like what?" I ask. This is where we come back together and talk about what we like to do with each other, daddy, her sister, family, and friends.
"Just because we love each other and fun doesn't mean we like each other all the time. When we don't like each, it doesn't mean you can get a new mommy or I can get a new daughter. We have to figure it out."
Okay. That's most of what I remember and it was probably my oldest child because the younger one waits for her sister to take the lead on getting in my face.
- This parenting reaction works best on beginning readers.
- Yes, I was prepared to find someone to stand as a "new" mommy.
- My friends know - it takes a village to raise a child - and my request to find someone to pose a "new" mommy would only briefly surprise them.
- Since newspapers are pretty much gone, you'll have adapt this for the online - which is cool because you could create a whole fake online shopping site for "new" mommies!
- This whole deal took a couple of hours to get through!