
Listening Helps my Daughter
She started to cry on and off, and I tried to remember if anything had happened that might have upset her.
She started to cry on and off, and I tried to remember if anything had happened that might have upset her.
She has a strong mama “preference” and almost never chooses to be with me rather than with her mother.
Due to a budget cut, we don’t have a school bus at our school. So my neighborhood organized a carpool when our children entered kindergarten. It saves gas, time and creates a sweet sense of
I sat there thinking how Mother’s Day was an hour away, I would be getting up at 7 and driving to South San Francisco with my daughter and right now I am probably the absolute
Given the morning conversation, I kept telling her that both mummy and daddy love her, that she was safe and that we would both continue to look after her.
All in all, it was 8 hours of really hard crying, perspiration, and tears. I could smell his body odor—he worked up a heavy sweat.
Now, that it was time to brush teeth and go to bed, they were not in the mood.
After the listening time I began to think of how the teacher must feel. If she was calling the children crybabies, she must not be feeling very good herself.
So, the night before last seemed the perfect night to put my limit setting to the test. When my youngest woke up and wanted to come to our bed, I said in a loving tone,
I normally listen to his big feelings when he brings an upset to me, using Staylistening in response to his cues. This time, I decided that I wanted to help him with both these issues
I was calm and felt an internal peace I have not had in a while. I knew I was there for her and that it was not my responsibility to “make her” feel better, that
Children need to feel their feelings and share them with a caring adult. And then they can relax and feel confident and safe.
Why was I plagued by thoughts of my less-than-ideal childhood when I should be enjoying my daughter’s happy one?
It hadn’t occurred to me that such a small amount of time would be useful for my child, but it certainly seemed worth a try.
I think that when I stopped tickling my son, he began to feel a lot safer with me.