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Sticks and stones

I've been in a war of words with my daughters, 4 & 6 years, lately. The 6-year-old, in particular, has really been really, um, challenging. She's discovered words can wound and when she's really mad she'll start hauling out her word weapons left and right. Throwing out anything she thinks will get a reaction from me.

Unfortunately, I usually give it to her. I mean, really, how can I not respond to, "You wish I were died, don't you momma?" or "I don't like you, you're a bad mom" and "You're a mean, mean mom" (because I made them leave the Tom Ridge Center after running around it for 45 minutes after spending four hours at the beach and stopping for ice cream...yeah, I'm a real mean, mean mom).

Her latest? "Mom, you never shoulda had kids!" To be honest, that one made me laugh, but...for the most part it hurts when your kid says nasty things to you. And, you want to lash back -- with words, with punishment, with threats, with guilt -- all of which just makes things worse.

During my recent week of vacation, in which the girls and I did fun things every day, almost every day ended the same -- with one, or both kids telling me I was mean or bad or they wanted a new mom. I felt defeated and irritated and frustrated and angry. All I wanted to was have fun with them.

After one particularly bad day, I laid on the porch swing out back, hand over my eyes, stiff drink in hand and I told my husband "I want new kids. I screwed these ones up."

He laughed.

"No, seriously," I said. "Where did I go wrong? How did our cute little girls become these ungrateful, sassy brats? I created these monsters."

Then he said something very, very wise: "It's just their age, Heather. Quit taking it all personally. They'd say the same thing to me if I were with them all day, and you know they say that kind of stuff to your mom sometimes."

The more I thought about it, the more I realized he was right. I was taking it all personally -- on an adult level -- something no self-centered child can possibly comprehend or intend. Do I really believe my child thinks I'm a bad mom? No. She's just trying to hurt me because she is not getting what she wants and, at that time, that is all that matters to her.

I know this because 30 minutes after they tell me what a horrible mother I am and I'm still licking my wounds, they come bouncing into the room, having forgotten all about our "fight" and telling me that they love me or that I'm the best mom. At that moment, I am convinced they are trying to drive me insane.

But, after my husband's wise words, I realize that it's up to me to be an adult, keep things in perspective and remember that sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.

All this said, don't get the impression that I'll let my kids say & do whatever they want and wave it off due to their age...no way...rude and disrespectful behavior will not be tolerated. I am aware that it is up to me to raise polite children with decent manners. All I'm saying is that I, personally, am not going to play their game anymore. I'm disengaging. I will not give her the war of words that she is looking for, which, I hope, will render her word weapons useless.

Comments (3)

Shannon:

Ugh I have three of those! My middle one is the worst. She will say we don't love her and actually write it 100 times in her notebook. I try to explain to her that we love her very much, witnessed by the 100s of dollars we throw into dance each year, and the fun stuff we do with her, and I then try to explain how hurtful that is, and the ramifications of saying those things in the wrong place at the wrong time, i.e. school or church, but I just hear it again the next day. It is very disheartening, but as your husband said, it is the age, as she she is almost 7 as well.

Heather Cass:

A co-worker read my blog entry above and stopped at my desk to tell me that she had a friend who just recently had this happen to her. Just so happens the friend was going to see her therapist that week and asked her about. The therapist just happens to specialize in children, so she asked her how she responded when her daughter said she wished she were dead.

The mom said something to the effect of, "that's horrible. Don't say something like that. You really hurt my feelings. That's a terrible thing to say, etc." and then grounded her or took away her TV time (meted out some form of punishment).

The therapist said that was understandable and that is how most people would instinctively respond, but...that she should have done this:

Remain calm and acknowledge the child's feelings by saying "I know you're upset and I understand that you're mad at me right now and it's OK to have those feelings, but we don't talk that way to each other in THIS family. I don't talk to you that way, you don't talk to me that way and Daddy and I don't talk to each other that way."

The reasoning behind this is: You must acknowledge their feelings so that they understand they are being heard. Then, you say "in this family" we don't do those things (and you'd better not!) which explains why it may happen in other families (but it's unacceptable in yours).

I found a great article at BabyCenter.com which seems to support that idea. To read it...copy and paste this link into your browser: http://parentcenter.babycenter.com/expert/bigkid/gbehavior/70955.html

So, there you have it -- next time your beloved babe wishes for your untimely death, remain calm, acknowledge that they are angry and set them straight. And, don't take it personally!

Susan:

One day many years ago when my two girls were young a woman told me that moms become the "B" word the first time we say "no" to our kids. Only one of my girls I had to say no to and she did it any way. She got caught, so we took the internet away from her for thirty days. It was real hard for her and at the end I asked her if she thought I was a "B" of a Mom and she said no. I caught her in the lie buy monitoring her chat room. I did nothing wrong. I love my girls. They are now 22 and 25 both happy, healthy and safe in their lives. Enjoy your kids . They do grow up get married and move away. My girls did. I never even pictured them getting married let alone moving out of town.

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