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Frustrated Parent Whining Session – Part #1

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Why is it that things so easy seem to frustrate parents when their children can’t master the skill?  I effectively relieve my bladder every day and don’t leave urine at the base of the toilet.  I brush my hair without screaming like I’m on fire every morning.  AND I brush the fronts and backs of every tooth in my mouth twice daily without gagging, crying, or swallowing large quantities of toothpaste.  Can it really be that difficult?

I know it is the parents’ job to lovingly and patiently teach their children these seemingly mundane tasks, but REALLY?  Fighting over and over?  Give it up and join the rest of the party – give mommy’s ears a break!  I swear I’m going to lose my hearing by the time I’m 45 from all the high pitched “girl screams” (and these are much different than a boy scream).  Note to self: start clipping coupons from the paper for hearing aids specials.

Let’s start with hair.  One of my children has long straight hair which is easy to brush and style.  The other child has gorgeous ringlet curls that if you don’t brush them out daily, will rightly turn into dreadlocks.  Who of my two children do you think screams the loudest?  The Bob Marley child, right?!  No way, Mon! Easy, breezy cover girl flips out and runs from the brush.

Teeth:  When I was single and had nary a child in the home, I never once thought that brushing a child’s teeth would cause blood curdling screams and back arching.  Once you find the hiding child, you then must hog tie them (sweetly and calmly of course) and find a way to brush those pearly whites without perforating the roof of their mouth.  Not an easy task, but after doing this for over three years, we are starting to get a handle on it.

Do you think we floss at our house?  I’ll give you one guess.  Only if they are sedated and since that is illegal in Kansas, and I don’t want child services knocking on my door, we have opted to work on the flossing at a later date.

Now I have a beautiful segue to cross from toothbrushes to toileting.  How many toothbrushes have you thrown out because your child either dropped the brush into the porcelain bowl; or maybe even worse…on the floor surrounding the base of the toilet?  At least part of the water in the toilet is being replaced after each flush. The floor, not so much!  All you mom’s who have “sprinkler systems” at your house, and I’m not referring to those with a lush lawn, the tinkle and/or sprinkle just about does me in!

According to some not yet documented study, potty training is the number one reason for parents ending up in jail for abusing their kids.  Thankfully, I never got even close to this because I decided early on, when they were in utero, that I was never going to force the potty training issue.  If they went to prom in diapers, it was going to be their choice and I wasn’t going to lose sleep over this.

Little did I realize that just because the child is potty trained does not mean they have exceptional aim.  Now I know you are thinking, “Just be glad you don’t have boys!”  Yes.  You are right.  The sprinkle and drips all over the bathroom floor are minimal to what you parents of boys have, but if you are sitting on the toilet shouldn’t all of the urine be directed to the bowl?  How does a girl spray urine everywhere?

I guess being a parent is not only a teaching role, but educational for us as well.  I have learned more in the last 5 years than I have in the 20 years I was in college.  And I am ever so sure I wouldn’t trade my fabulous girls for all the toilet paper and toothpaste in the world!

© 2010, Stacey Hatton.  All rights reserved.

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Do you Want Some Cheese with That Whine? (W.06.09.10)

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I don’t know if it is because I am the mother of two young, passionate girls who have a flair for the drama, or if all parents experience this; but when does the whining STOP?!  It is the #1 childhood characteristic which makes me want to go running for the hills with my husband’s noise canceling headphones suctioned to my ears, join a group of mute meditators who live in tree houses and sleep in hammocks while reading Walt Whitman.  Not that I’ve ever thought this through before…

As a mom, I do let my emotions get me sometimes and inform the girls they need to stop whining at that exact moment.  It unfortunately is a little louder request than I intend.  Actually, the last time I lost it and pleaded for the whining to cease, they both stopped and started laughing.  So I guess my loss of control worked in a backwards way.  We all laughed and went on with our day.

As a nurse, however, I know better than that.  I realize yelling at your child to stop whining does not work.  The child is looking for a reaction from the adult and the yelling definitely counts as a reaction – a poor one, but a reaction.

There is a pretty successful way to cut out the majority of whining, but all caretakers need to be consistent with this method.   When the child starts whining, calmly look at the child confused and say, “I just can’t understand you when you talk like that.”  Treat the whining like they are speaking in Tongues or another language, and ask them to try it again so you can understand them.  The only way this works is if you do this EVERY time a teensy whine comes through their lips.  When the child changes her/his tone of voice to a more tolerable one, you can answer their question or help them out showing them praise with a smile, pat or hug.

This isn’t easy because it takes MUCH repetition and will-power from the parent, but you can do it.  May the “whining poltergeists” in your home be exorcised with these few steps; and the darling, little sweeties return to your dinner table, their car-seats while traveling across town, and when passing the toy section at ANY store.  It will make life much more pleasant – I promise!

©2010, Hatton. All rights reserved.

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Is it Still Snowy Outside?

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I have been one of those women you hear at the grocery store or standing in line at the tattoo parlor, who is becoming Negative Nancy about this year’s winter slap in the face.  I can whine and complain about our arctic temperatures with the best of them –  Voted #1 Member of the Mommy Whine and Dine Club.

However, my negativity needs to stop!  I need to find the sunny side of the street.  Bad example.  I have little ears (my childrens, not mine) soaking up every complaint.  They are learning negativity at every turn. I can hear it now at preschool in the gym, “Mary, this cold weather is awful!  I just can’t get anything done.  It’s cutting into my learning:  my numbers are suffering, my alphabet has tanked, and I’m not even going to mention my shapes!”

I have Californian and Washington state friends in Facebook who are showing pictures of their cats curled up on their deck sunning themselves and speaking of the beautiful day.  Friends hiking up a mountain trail with gentle breezes caressing their cheeks.  The only gentle caressing of my cheeks is when I run back in the house frantically massaging parts of my body I want to regain circulation after being attacked by icy rain pellets.  Was that complaining again?  Sorry. Hard to break old habits.

Now that March is approaching, and here in the Midwest, that means we only have about a month before we might see 50 degrees, I am going to start celebrating spring early.  I am going to have my girls start making colorful art projects out of tissue paper and pipe cleaners.  Fill the house up with vases of paper flowers.  To thumb my nose at old man winter, I am going to turn on every light in the house, crank up the heat, put on our swimming suits, flip flops, and sunglasses and play pool party.  Umbrellas in everybody’s sippy cup!

When I go to the grocery store, instead of complaining in line about the cold and slush, and ice, AND snow…I am going to purchase a bouquet of flowers, set it on the front table, open up the curtains and share it with the neighbors.  Tulips for everyone!!

Happy early Spring fellow Mommies!!!

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