This post is inspired by kr’s sharing of Bill Walsh’s Standards of Performance. Bill’s lessons derived from attaining excellence reminded me of the lessons shared by Naval Adm. William H. McRaven in regards to being a Navy Seal. Both are fascinating reads.
But then, I thought, this is absurd. Parenting is the hardest job in the world. Not to trivialise these gentlemen’s experiences, but why isn’t there any popularised account of lessons derived from the art and science of parenting? Or at least, I can’t think of one off-hand.
So why don’t I write my own?
Here goes.
1. I’m less important than I think
I teach in a low-progress school and used to shake my head whenever my students had school refusal and skipped school due to various reasons. I used to think that the parents or guardians of these students were not trying hard enough.
I quickly realised that children have their own minds. Instantly humbled when I could not get my 3-year-old son to shower, no matter how hard I cajoled or threatened. I might be the one responsible for bringing him into this world, but I don’t own him.
2. I’m more important than I realise
Point 2 kinda contradicts Point 1, but hear me out. Just because you can’t control your kids doesn’t mean you don’t have influence over them. Just give of your best every day - and certain things you do will rub off on your children. To this day, my heart is warmed whenever my boy takes the wiper sheet and proceeds to mop the floor. That’s what I do almost every night! He learns from me!
3. Maintaining my composure is a game
Picture this. Close to 11pm, and your boy is talking gibberish and acting hyperactive because he hasn’t had his afternoon nap. He refuses to go and shower. These are instances in which I feel my blood pressure rise and entertain the temptation of shouting at him. But if I shout at him, I will make things worse. He will cry, and things will get delayed, and the mood in the household will grow sour as quickly as bananas turn bad. Not cool. Best to smile at him and make light of things, especially when I don’t want to.
4. I need to listen to my gut instinct
For work, I’m increasingly expected to use data-driven, evidence-based approaches. Let me tell you, sometimes in parenting, you need to make spilt-second decisions. Otherwise, you will be treated to full-blown tantrums. There were times in which I amused myself by saying or doing the right thing to pacify an angry child before he went out of control. It’s amazing how my gut just took over and hollered to my brain, “YOU NEED TO DO THIS!”
5. I need to be gracious about doing the things I don’t fancy doing
Honestly, I can think of 1001 things I would rather do than pore over the tiny instruction manual and figure out how to stack small LEGO blocks together. (Those big LEGO blocks don’t trigger me as much.) Or to figure out how to make a DIY train composed of recycled milk cartons. But when my prince submits his order, I jolly well deliver if I don’t want to be bombarded by his incessant requests. (Kids can be darned persistent!) So, I stifle my frown and get down to work. It’s the only way.
I can’t think of more parenting lessons right now. Plus, I think I should engage my baby girl now. I leave it to you parenting veterans to fill in the gaps and spill the beans, alrighty?