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Help! These Moms Won’t Stop Bragging About How Smart Their Kid Is!

January 27, 2016 By Kelle

My faraway friend sent me a text the other night:

Do you ever get caught up in the rat race of comparison when it comes to kids and learning? I’m just struggling/stressing with the humble brags by other moms at pick-up or in passing. The moms in my daughter’s class are meeting up this weekend to basically brag about how smart their kid is, and I just can’t go through it again. They’re constantly talking about reading levels–asking each other what their kid’s level is, talking about how stressed they are that their kid might not get to a certain level before June. I’ve always tried to see the bigger picture and focus on the real success–kindness, happiness, etc. but SHIT these moms and their white noise, man. Help!

Let me guess. Do they sound like this? “Oh my God, I HATE that Chelsea’s in the gifted program. I totally wish we weren’t in it because it’s, like, so stressful. Be glad your kid’s not gifted.” Or maybe this? “I can’t sleep at night because I’m so stressed about my kid not being challenged. She’s getting all A’s, complaining that she’s bored, and no matter what we give her, she’s acing it and asking for more work. How’s your kid doing?” Or how about this? “What’s your kid reading these days? Charlie just finished War and Peace and Dr. Zhivago, and we’re having trouble finding harder books for him because he’s just such a voracious little reader!”

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I quickly texted back. YES! Yes, yes, yes, I do get caught up in that race sometimes. You’re not alone. You’re never the only one who feels a certain way, promise.

We texted back a few fake sarcastic responses we’d love to get off our chest: “Ugghh. That’s so weird because I’ve been losing sleep too. Our DVR will only record two shows at a time, and I can’t figure out whether to dump Paw Patrol or Curious George. I’m just sick about it.” Or how about, “How’s my kid doing? He ate glue today and wiped six boogers on his math book. How’s that for a harder book?”

The truth is, we forget a lot in parenting that our kid’s journey, personality, learning style, reading level, talents and interests are incredibly unique–just like our own. And when raising our kids is the most important job we possess, it’s easy to see another child doing really well in an area that our child is still working on and take it personally. “I must be doing something wrong” or “my kid must not be working hard enough.” And when those insecurities are scratched, it’s even easier to take out our feelings on the moms of those other kids. They’re bragging. They’re annoying. They care too much. They’re ruining their kids with pressure.

I like to remind myself of a few things when I feel these comparisons creeping up or when I’m about to snap back with “Oh yeah, well my kid drew a butt today! And colored it IN THE LINES! And labeled it with “b-u-t-t” IN CURSIVE. Talk about gifted!”

1) Share the Celebration
Underneath a mom’s seemingly braggadocious comment is just a mom, like you, feeling really proud of her kid. We’ve all felt that, and it feels really good. She wants to share that love and pride but doesn’t really know how to get it out, so it’s coming out it in the form of a comment that feels competitive or fake humble or whatever (and that could be our insecurities, not their intent). I’m going to keep my kid out of it and make it a point to be happy for this mom whose child is accomplishing something that’s really important to her. It feels good to celebrate other people without comparing their celebrations to my own family’s successes, and the more I practice celebrating others, the more natural it comes.

2) Calm Your Reaction
Whatever the case, I am not going to go home and book a tutor, send an e-mail to the teacher requesting a conference, order the Harry Potter series and casually drop to my kid, “You know Madisyn just finished reading a 400-page book. Wouldn’t it be cool to read big books like that?” I repeat, I am not going to do that. Because Madisyn’s 400-page book accomplishment has NOTHING to do with me or my kid.

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3) There Are So Many Ways to Be Smart!
I will remember the Theory of Multiple Intelligences. In conversations about learning or smartness or school, we talk a lot about reading, math and science and their respective test scores, but did you know there are at least 9 types of intelligence–all equally valuable? Did you know interpersonal intelligence–your child’s ability to recognize and respond to other people feeling sad or scared or in need of a friend–is a recognized form of intelligence in childhood psychology? I wish every classroom in the country displayed Multiple Intelligence posters and made as big a deal about kinesthetic intelligence (my kid can dance!) and intrapersonal intelligence (my kid’s so aware of her feelings!) as they do about state-tested smarts. It’s much easier to hear about another child soaring in reading if my child is struggling when I remember that the dance she performed last night with the music and the moves and all the feels was indicative of learning and growth and her unique intelligence GIFTEDNESS.

4) Welcome to the Garden
My sister recently told me something her daughter’s kindergarten teacher said years ago when she expressed some worries that her youngest wasn’t reading as quickly as her older two had. “I look at my class like a garden,” the teacher said, “Everybody blooms at a different time.” Turns out, years later, her latest reader now spends the most time in her room with her nose in a book and does very well in school. I was a teacher and I still ask silly questions that I know better to ask. Last year, I asked my friend if I should be worried that Lainey still preferred picture books over chapter books. “She’ll read them when she’s ready,” my friend reminded me. “If she’s doing well in school and her teacher’s not worried, don’t you dare push her.”

4) Remember Your Childhood
The example I know best is always my own. My mom cared more about what kind of cookies she was going to bake for us after school than what our reading test scores were, and I’m happy today and doing what I love. My kindergarten class did a lot more playing than reading, I secretly switched the Trigonometry videos I was supposed to be watching to Saved By the Bell far too many times when I was homeschooled, and we did way more plays, art projects and learning field trips than rigorously preparing for a test. And hey–I’m not living in a van down by the river. I’ve learned to foster the areas of intelligence I know are my gifts, and that’s what makes me fulfilled and successful. That’s what I want for my kids too. More than making it to Level Z by June. But if another mom doesn’t feel the same way, that’s okay too. We can be different, and that’s cool.

5) Honesty and Curiosity
Even if another mom is truly bragging and provoking comparison, it often feels good to just respond with honesty and genuine curiosity. “That’s so great Josh is doing so well in math. We’re not quite there yet, but I’d love to know if you’ve found something specific that’s worked for you guys. Have any tips?” With that kind of connection, most likely any fronts that were put up will be immediately torn down, and that mom will love the opportunity to share something with you. And with your honesty, she might feel less inclined to keep bringing up how great her kid is doing.

6) Remove Yourself from Negativity
If I’ve tried all the above and I’ve attempted to steer conversations elsewhere, and I’m still feeling icky with someone who continuously makes child comparison remarks or brags about reading levels, maybe it’s not the best relationship to be investing in. I certainly would never want my child to be picking up on those feelings, and one of the most valuable things we possess is control over who we spend our time with and what we talk about.

And if all else fails, go ahead. Grab a pen. Write all those sarcastic things you’d love to say in a notebook that won’t be shared. It might feel good to get them out before you move on in the most mature and graceful way.

Ever felt this way? Have a tried and true response that works for you? Please share!

 

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Six Years

January 22, 2016 By Kelle

I went to pull the big red bow off the front of the green car the other day. It’s been several weeks since Christmas and—to be honest—I’m surprised it hasn’t fallen off yet, especially with the way Dash drives that thing. But here it is, late January, and the bow is still hanging on as the car turns another corner, rolls across another sidewalk groove, lands in the garage for another night of recharging, red glitter shedding all the way. It’s faded a bit in the sun, but the bow on the car still whispers “present.”

“Don’t take it off!” Lainey yelled, catching me just in time. “Leave it on. It reminds me of Christmas.”

 

It’s been six years today since Nella was born, and I guess you could say I still can’t take off the bow.

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Six years old seemed so far away when I could barely comprehend the length of space between “She has Down syndrome” and “You can take her home now,” but I’ve realized in parenting that nothing is far away and time is an elusive and magical concept. How else do you explain that yesterday I dropped off a clingy, crying shy girl to kindergarten, and today she was a third-grader who barely turned back to say goodbye?

I do know that six years old was something I didn’t want to think about when Nella was born because I thought it would be hard. So I told myself to take one day at a time, to love as much as I could love in one day. To take any sadness, any happiness, any worries and all celebrations–but only one day’s worth–and make that my daily job. Because I can handle one day.

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Truth is, it does get harder–for all kids. But that one day approach has served us well for every member of our family. I mean, look at us. We’re here. Alive! Frosting cupcakes!

I know how to handle one day. I wake up and listen to my kids and see what they need and get them to school and check their papers and show up for an appointment and give a pep talk and say I’m sorry and watch them play and hold their hands and tuck them in and end every day with Thank You and Onward and We Did It.

What I didn’t know though was how little I’d need to remind myself “One Day at a Time.” I’ve been a little preoccupied the past six years with this: (pssst: this is the part where I flood the post with my favorite pictures because birthday and sap.)

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You know what life does after unexpected things? It returns to its regularly scheduled program. Mine includes taking cupcakes up to a preschool class where friends will sing “Happy Birthday” to a girl in a yellow dress. She’s six. And she’s mine.

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As for what’s beyond six? Possibility and promise, one sweet sliver of a day at a time.

Happy Birthday, Nella. You are loved.

Filed Under: Down Syndrome, Family, Parenting 62 Comments

Online at Home: Monitoring Kids on the Internet

December 4, 2015 By Kelle

This post is sponsored by Circle.

Tracking PixelI posted a picture to Instagram the other day of this cozy little corner in our home–lights twinkling from garland draped over the fireplace, candles glowing on the mantle, Christmas tree glittering in the corner and little Nella tucked in a nook of the couch with–not a cozy blanket, not a cup of hot cocoa, not a good book but an iPad, its white glow on her face creating a record skip in the otherwise homey scene of the photo.

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Shown me this photo twenty years ago and I would have thought it was a scene from the Jetsons. A flat screen you can hold and control? Tap with a finger and see what’s going on in the rest of the world? Connect to live streams, watch cat videos, drop a refrigerator in a virtual cart and have it land on your doorstep the next day, see what your neighbor’s eating for breakfast right this minute because he posted it to–what is it you call it, Facebook? You crazy cat, that’s INSANE!

Welcome to the Internet age where we can access the world with a touch of a button. Where toddlers navigate technology better than we can. Where raising kids presents all new opportunities but also fears! So much information, not enough firewalls! I’m still slightly traumatized from my teaching days when I was using the projector to show my fifth graders how they could use Google Images to find research photos for their reports and, in what I thought would be a harmless search example, I typed in “Ferrari” and what came up on the full-size screen was BOOBS! BOOBS ON A FERRARI!

If you’ve been on the Internet, you know there isn’t a search word in  the dictionary that isn’t the gateway to boobs. And it’s sad considering the Internet is also full of so many incredible things that benefit our kids–learning tools, math games, creative design opportunities, books, films, stories, chances to see places of the world without a plane ticket.

As parents, we share a love/hate relationship with all of this access, and a lot of the hate part comes from monitoring. We love the good things our kids are tapping into, but we want to monitor how much of it they get and where it comes from.

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There’s an incredible easy solution for this, and yes it looks like something from the Jetsons. A simple little box called Circle and an easy-to-use app that goes along with it.

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Circle offers a tool that parents have always wanted but never had–the ability to monitor our family’s access to the Internet. Circle allows you to monitor every single device connected to the Internet in your home and visibility into your family’s online experiences.

Love that your child gets creative with Minecraft but want to set a time limit for how long he uses it?
Appreciate the new tablet Grandma and Grandpa gave your child but want to filter what sites she’ll be able to access?
Want to be able to pause the Internet on your home devices while you sit at work?

Circle can do it for you! And you don’t have to be the bad guy.

When we got our Circle device in the mail, I set it aside for Brett to set up because I assumed it was techy and complicated, and Brett loves to prove his manliness with accomplishing the greatest techy and complicated tasks.  But he finished setting it up in no time at all, and we walked through programming the devices together. “Why are you so intimidated by this?” he asked me, “See how simple it is?”

And it is!

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Name the device…

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And then set up all the filters.

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You can specifically manage different platforms…

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…set sleep times for Internet access on specific devices…

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…manage daily time limits…

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…and specify what devices you don’t want filters on. Anything can be altered by you at any time with a simple swipe or screen touch.

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Both Brett and I were super impressed with how easy Circle is to manage, and it feels good and responsible to monitor the access to the Internet in our home. We continue to make family time a priority and manage screen time and access in our home, and I love having the extra peace of mind in creating that balance.

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No accidental boobs on Ferraris here. As a mom, that feels good to know.

 

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