I try not to question my own parenting skills regularly.
Not only do I end up undermining all my confidence by doing so.
I end up undermining my children’s confidence in me.
Toddlers – they smell fear.
They seek out your weaknesses.
The sniff out your wounds.
And then they press on them. With all their might.
Roo knows that if she asks consistently and annoyingly, with just a dash of insolence and a well timed cry, she will receive her hearts desire.
Because with two teething almost-two year olds, I find myself overly sensitive to crying this month.
Oscar knows that of all my children, he is the least likely to be ignored.
A tantrum thrown right when I am about to begin ANY task, and he knows he has my full attention. He knows I won’t allow his hysteria.
But should I be in the middle of comforting Oscar, Fraser knows that his own tantrum will not only serve to whip Oscar back into a frenzy.
It will also push me to the brink of sanity.
And in this house, when my sanity is on the precipice, I head to the pantry.
The pantry. Where all my children know I am well situated – and more than inclined – to toss food over the security gates in an effort to appease the Toddler Gods of Awful.
And to be honest with you, the Toddler Gods of Awful aren’t known for Mercy.
The Toddler Gods of Awful are unswerving and inconsolable.
The Toddler Gods of Awful bay for blood.
And by blood I mean a mother’s own tears.
I don’t want to serve the Toddler Gods of Awful anymore.
And so, after attending a webinar held by the life changing Jodie Beniciste, through her website Parent Wellbeing, I have decided to do just that.
Become a well parent.
I am going to learn how to control my own reactions to my children’s behaviour.
Because kids are kids, it’s their job to push the limits.
It’s their job to take the rope I give them and try to hog tie me with it.
But it’s my job to teach them how to be decent human beings. And that starts with my own example.
And I’m pretty sure that Future Rory will not win any favors in the workplace by locking herself in the lunch room and throwing food at people’s faces.
I’m embarking on a 12 week program that will help me to be confident in parenting my children, my way.
I’m doing this program because I want to find a way to parent within my own limits.
I want a plan.
I want to be able to parent more consistently and confidently.
I want my kids to know that I love them more than anything.
And I want to learn how to hide my buttons.
Because this remote control is starting to wear so thin I can’t even read the numbers anymore.
The next Parenting Manifesto Program begins in the 21st May.
I am writing this post as a brand ambassador for The Program, but also as a mum.
Who really does feel she needs some help finding her way.