Saturday, February 9, 2013

Parenting - art or science?

PARENTING
Parenting isn’t a limelight kind of role. Neither was camerawork. You are supposed to do it quietly in the background and not hanker for credit. Being a parent, being part of a family, requires one to surrender one’s arrogance first. This requires the courage to be a nobody for a while as the child demands that. This one is the hardest as the child's demands take priority over yours. Personal demands pale in front of the child’s demands. Thus, emerges the time to revisit that version of our life from where one’s self-concept comes from. Suddenly, we learn to give credit where we never gave it before. We start to notice that we are who we are, not only despite where we came from, but because of of the roots and sanskars that grew with us.

One can never plan parenting, because raising children often positions parents in the minefield of political, social and cultural conflicts by default. Becoming a parent feels like one has inadvertently signed up for therapy. Self-therapy, friendship therapy, Internet therapy, runaway therapy, depression therapy, sacrifice therapy… whatever works best. This is the time when one says …It’s time for a personal upgrade. Saying yes to a calmer, better version of oneself.

Children are glorious, they make us laugh, they are thoughtful teachers, they protect us from ourselves. But do we as parents ever realize? Children have an innate sense of justice even if they bring me to the point f breakdown and tears. But, just because I feel like crying, does not mean I am unhappy. Just because I care for the details, does not mean I have gone to pieces. Just because I am jittery, does not mean I am not prepared.

These are feelings and feelings must be felt & expressed. It leads to better productivity, unleashes creativity and protects the sanity in our inner self. This ultimately contributes to better lives. By thinking on their behalf and teaching them to disregard their intuitive feelings, we scar them for life. Spontaneity is replaced with an unexplained visceral anxiety, lack of self confidence in decision making and anger. Brothers and sisters grow up estranged from each other, resentful of their parents and confused about their own worth in the world. Unless we allow ourselves to be expressive with our children and teach them to think and introspect, we are not going to raise children who are better in touch with their inner selves. No amount of beating, slapping and reprimanding is going to substitute good old listening and talking.

We negate the power of family with our ignorance. And then what will happen? Another generation of mindless Facebook and Twitter updates, among other things. Life is never a straight road. It’s a lovely loop really. Coming together, then going our own way. Getting on top of things, then plummeting at top speed. Figuring it out, then forgetting again. Not always getting it, but being determined to deal with it.

Being a parent and raising children offers us a second shot at childhood. Growing up means listening to everyone. Growing up as a parent means listening to everyone and then not listening to anyone. Let sleep catch up with you wherever it finds you. In parenting, you’ve got to learn when to run and when to walk. Ears are useful. Hold them and look sorry when the need arises. Listen. There is so much about our children that we find ourselves unprepared for. I mean personality traits, future perspectives, world-view things. “Mamma, what you just said, can you say that again in Hindi?” Choose your words: Children learn quickly. It’s a familiar story for many of us grown-ups in India. A polite vocabulary for everyday talk and a gush of words in which we express our private self, particularly flashes of anger. We switch languages effortlessly as our moods switch and expressions change. Children pick this up, too. Suppose we listen to our children express themselves patiently, let them speak their mind and not be embarrassed by the things they says casually. What will happen? They will retain confidence in answers instead of clinging to the security of socially relevant questions. Irrelevant questions that paralyse us into inaction as helpless adults can enable kids to feel like responsible, thoughtful, empathetic adults. Give wings to your words, the children will learn to play with the breeze. It is when we refuse to listen to children that they begin to express themselves in other ways. They get crabby, clingy and sickly. They throw tantrums and look for solace in new toys and things. We do the same as adults when we’re stuck with a conflict that we are unable to fathom.

As the children tug at you to slow down. Do nothing. Just listen. Watch. Time will soon fly off. Their attention is sharp, their insights startling. They are keen stakeholders in our venture called marriage. There are things we don’t admit to ourselves that our children can spell out to us simply and articulately. And they do. Children change our life. The unconditional acceptance s/he will offer will shock us parents and move things inside us that we didn’t know existed. Strength and vulnerability, love and exhaustion, illness and laughter, courage and fear - We don’t usually expect to meet these contrary characters together but love and despair, exhilaration and exhaustion hold our hands as if they are twins, demanding equal attention.

As parents, we don’t have to protect our children from meanness and cruelty and make them incompetent to face the realities of the world. We have to show them how to deal with it. That’s how we can change the world around us and influence our children. Our children must feel that we are there for them as providers and nurturers, and that we are happy to give them the things they need and enjoy. But when they take it for granted, and simply grab or pinch things, we need to pull them off the road for a quiet talk that brings in important concepts such as boundaries, rules and honesty. While helicopter parents believe they’re doing the right thing, they actually tend to negatively affect their children’s development in several ways.

“Being there” for our children is to be in a wise but enabling way, so that they become well-rounded adults, is hard mental and emotional work, but it must be done. The key seems to be in remaining interested in your children and not anxiously spreading yourself thin for them and micromanage their lives. Where does the root of this parenting-forever phenomenon lie? It starts from the infamous “board exam” days. The child is “not to be troubled or burdened” with any family responsibilities— be it a sick grandparent, or a wedding to attend, or helping around the house, or being social with the extended family. This goes on with the class XII boards, where the “competition” stakes are higher, so the child is further “protected” from everyday concerns. So it goes on when the young adult is pursuing higher qualifications, at a new job, etc. The pursuit of “excellence” (and, therefore, money) becomes primary and the development of any other socially and personally useful behaviour is simply not expected of the child. When adult life demands that they engage in more than just their careers, the parents step in and provide all the “essential services”. Frankly, this is a way of crippling our children and ensuring we never can or will step out of the equation in a more detached and yet loving way as older parents of grown children.

We are and will always remain our children’s first, most influential, role models. Let the only luck that s parents, we will ever need is the fortune of being chosen again as their parents, if the children are given a choice.

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