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The Secret Language of Love and Connection

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Tuesday, June 1st, 2010

Maybe you’re not as weird as MY family (or maybe you won’t admit it! Ha!), but there’s something that we do in the Bierdeman house that helps us bond together and feel closer. No, it’s not game night (true mom confession: I HATE bored board games with a passion. Freud would have a field day with my childhood memories of board games and the trauma they caused!). It’s not taking family vacations together, though we do that on a semi-regular basis. Neither is it having a Family Night (we’ve done those off and on, and still do them sporadically).

No, what we do is waaaaaaay more mundane and idiosyncratic. My husband and I started doing it before we had kids, and then we just continued right along after the kids were born.  Ready for my silly little secret? It’s that we have our own language in our house. My husband would kill me if I divulged too much, like the silly names we call one another. However, you really don’t need to know the exact names to understand the power behind using them. Heck, my husband could call me “mashed potatoes” and it could have great meaning for me (unless he did it around PMS time–all bets are off then!).

It all started because my husband and I love words. We love playing with them, being silly with them, and just engaging in word games. Often we’d just reverse the first letters of two words, such as “gilly sirl” for “silly girl.” Sometimes we’d just call each other by completely weird names. One day, out of the blue, I started calling him “Frank.” Of course, he answered. Then this craziness extended to our pets. Our cat “Gabby” became a whole host of other names that have nothing to do with the original name!  Once our children came, do you think  we were about to stop? No way! And so each of our babies had a multitude of nicknames. Now, as a family, we often make up names for people, famous or not. It doesn’t really matter. We just have fun with it.

This secret language has become a sort of code, or shorthand, for communicating our closeness and bond with one another (it’s like by using a secret pet name you’re using language as a bar code to the heart, where connection is made). Instead of  just saying, “I love you and I’m glad you’re here” (which we still say outright to one another), we use our own language to create that closeness. The other day, my youngest daughter had a bad day at school. So, once she was home,  I called her by one of her many silly names, “Lucy,” and gave her a hug. Inherent in that nickname, which is nothing like her given name, by the way, was the unspoken message, “You’re here with someone who knows you and loves you. All is well.”  As she snuggled into my arms, she whispered, “Yep. I’m Lucy.” Sweet.

In the context our busy lives, where one thing after another seems to happen and need to be dealt with, we need ways to stay connected that are easy. Really, using our secret family language has become like a ritual to us. Rituals are very grounding and serve to connect us to ourselves, to one another, and to our Source. The cool thing is, they don’t have to cost you anything but a few seconds, and yet, the dividends are huge.

What are YOUR unique, idiosyncratic rituals in your family that serve to help you stay connected? I’d love to hear!

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When Your Child (Temporarily) Hates You

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Thursday, May 27th, 2010

“You’re mean! You don’t care that you’re ruining my life! I don’t wanna move!” This is my eight year old daughter’s common refrain these days. Sigh. I don’t blame her for her intense feelings (though it wouldn’t hurt MY feelings if she could express them just a little differently!).  Transitions are hard, and moving is right up there with life’s top stressful events. Especially moving two states away. I know from first-hand experience.  As a kid, I went to six elementary schools in six years, plus I had to go between two divorced parents’ houses. My inner child wants to convince my daughter that SHE doesn’t have it so bad because at least HER parents are happily married. Thankfully, the adult in me knows better than to do that.

Instead, I do what I wish MY parents would’ve done with ME. I attempt to validate her feelings. I say things like, “This is hard for you. You really wish it were different and that we were staying here.” She retorts, “Stop it! I don’t want to hear that! Don’t tell me how I feel!” Okay….so the direct approach isn’t working. Perhaps the indirect approach will. I surreptiously (or so I think) search Amazon for children’s books on moving. My daughter sees me about to order a few and says, “Those might make YOU feel better, but they won’t work for me. I don’t want them.” Another sigh.

My next thought is to look at how to provide stability for her now, even in the midst of getting ready to move. So, my husband and I make a pact NOT to discuss the move in front of her, especially when it comes to major uncertainties like what house we’ll be renting, in what school district, etc. This seems to help calm things around the Bierdeman home. A little. Except for I notice that she seems anxious and angry about the smallest things. Like her sister wanting to read one of her books. Or her dad asking if her is she wants him to read to her. “NO!” is her standard response, followed by tears. This isn’t always the case; there are plenty of times when she is happily playing, reading, riding her bike. But always, there is an undercurrent of sadness and anger in this sweet girl. And it is sometimes gut-wrenching.

From a professional distance, I know that her temperament plays a big part in her reaction. She is slow to warm to new people and to transitions. She is intense emotionally and energetically. Her mood is often unpredictable. This little girl is the most amazing human being–so creative, so loving, so bright, so fiery, so passionate, so sensitive . She is not an easy child to parent–and I attribute a lot of that to my being wired similarly to her.  But I am not parenting from a professional standpoint. I am parenting with my heart, and it’s aching for my child. Not in a way that makes me unable to function. No, this is one of those very primal aches that mothers everywhere get when they know they can’t “fix it” for their child because there are just some things that are life lessons.

Ouch.

My plan, which is really more of a set of intentions than anything else, is to remain aware of my daughter’s feelings and to be present to her throughout them. I’ll continue to set healthy limits and to provide as much structure as possible, knowing that this process is still stressful for her and for all of us. I’ll be aware of my tendency to want her sad and angry feelings to go away so I can feel like a better mom. Isn’t a (reasonably) healthy family the perfect place to practice how to navigate life’s changes? I think so.

And this too shall pass.

 

 

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Oh, No! It’s Official! I’ve Become My Mother!

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Tuesday, March 9th, 2010

I don’t know about you, but I grew up with a big list o’ things I would NEVER say to MY kids. Of course, these were things my mom said to me when I was a kid, things I didn’t like. It’s not that my mom wasn’t amazing in many areas. Nobody had a more playful, humorous outlook on life than my mom. Plus, I’d give anything to have her alive, here with me again. That said, there were definitely some parts of her parenting I didn’t want to replicate.

When I was in college studying Psychology (and analyzing all the things my parents did wrong!), my long  list o’things grew even longer. You can only imagine what happened to my list when I was in graduate school, studying “childhood behavior disorders”! Every thing my mom said in anger or to provoke guilt was magnified by all of my research and reading. Once I began teaching inner city kids who were “behavior disordered” or “emotionally disturbed” I was very clear on what kind of mom I would someday be.  I was equally clear on what kind of mom I would NOT be (cue laughter—maniacal, hysterical laughter).

Funny how life works, eh? The more we run away from something instead of confronting it head-on, the more it chases us and velcros itself to us. At least, that’s how it’s been with me.  And so it’s been with my parenting. “I’ll never do that” becomes fodder for guilt because a)the word “never” is a sure set-up for failure and b)I’m reacting to how I was parented rather than being proactive about how I will parent. Let me share some of the items on my “I’ll Never…” list (that I started as a kid):

  • I’ll never say sarcastically, “Keep it up, missy! I guess you LIKE going to bed early!”
  • I’ll never cry and ask, “Why can’t you do what I ask? Why? Is it so hard?”
  • I’ll never say, “You’re so sensitive. We have to walk on eggshells around you.”
  • I’ll never say, “You’re the messy one, and your sister is the neat one.”
  • I’ll never say, “You think you have it so hard! Poor you! Give me a break!”

Now that I am a parent of two girls, I can say that I haven’t actually said those particular things to my girls.  My resolve to not say certain things that my mother said has held true. So why do I feel I’ve become my mother? I think it’s that my mom was an introverted, sensitive, easily overwhelmed, creative person—and so am I. As a child, she wasn’t affirmed for who she was: sensitive, intuitive, etc. (in fact, quite the opposite was true–she had a horrific childhood). Consequently, as an adult, she didn’t accept and affirm herself. She didn’t like the fact that she was easily overwhelmed or sensitive; it made life (and especially mothering) harder. So I can only imagine how difficult it must’ve been for her to have a daughter who mirrored those exact qualities.

 In essence, I’ve” become my mother” in that there are aspects of me that are easily overwhelmed , where I struggle with sensitivity and where I can become reactive to my kids.  In an effort NOT to say ”those” things to my kids, I’ve REACTED by sometimes not setting limits where I need to. For example,  rather than shaming or blaming my kids by saying, “Keep it up” sarcastically, I’ve been a martyr that has “let” them continue doing something, because I was so afraid of saying something my mom said. Neither shaming/blaming nor being a martyr is being a healthy, proactive parent. Dang.

So what’s a mom to do?

  1. Recognize that your own parents could only parent you with the tools they had available at the time. My mom wasn’t given many tools to be a healthy parent, so I KNOW she wasn’t withholding them from me (she didn’t have them in her took kit to give).
  2. Recognize the parts of your parents that you DO appreciate. My mom’s sense of humor is something I still cherish, long after she’s passed away. I can even look back and see how that humor helped my childhood be better than it otherwise could’ve been.
  3. Accept that all parents are “perfectly imperfect.” As one of my friends likes to joke, “Honey, you might as well be saving for college AND therapy for your kids, because it’s just not possible for kids to love and accept all that their parents say and do.” If you have a need to be liked, this may be extra hard for you.
  4. Focus on the strengths you DO bring to motherhood.  This can be tricky for many moms. It can be helpful to think of a time in your life when all was going well, when you were at their best. What were you saying, doing, being? What qualities/strengths did you use during this time? For example, getting through graduate school was one of the most difficult and rewarding times in my life. I definitely used my sense of humor, my willingness to persevere, my ability to dream big about my future, as well as other strengths, to thrive (not just survive) during this time. Motherhood is so much easier when we lead with our strengths.
  5. Focus on the kind of adult you hope to raise (e.g., kind, persevering, etc.) and let your intention guide your actions. This is NOT to say that you won’t fall short of your vision. We all “lose it” and say and do things we regret. So it’s not about “I’ll never say and do THAT” but rather “Here’s what I intend to say and do now so that I increase the odds of raising my child to be a great adult.” Motherhood is hard enough and there are enough people out there ready and willing to judge you–YOU don’t need to do it to yourself.

I’d love to hear your thoughts on this matter. Did you have your “I’ll NEVER…” list about being a mom? Did you promise to yourself that you’d never feed your kids sugary cereal and now buy Froot Loops every week? What parts of your parents do you see in yourself? Have you embraced them? What helps YOU be an intentional mom?

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