I remember once, a few years back when my daughter was not even 2 years old, we were at dinner away from our home. It was late, dinner was barely on the table and she was way passed her bedtime. She was irritable and cranky, not in her peaceful and centered place that she was usually in when it was time for sleep. I had tried putting her down on our host’s bed, tried the couch, tried the pack-n-play, but the only place she wanted to be was in either mine or her father’s arms. There was music playing, people talking loudly, laughter and dishes echoing like bells… and she cried. Cried without restraint, a gut wrenching cry that came from a place of total distress. So my husband and I took turns holding her, letting our meals get cold, walking and bouncing her up and down the hall while we heard the comments coming from the dinner table :
” That kid is gonna run them when she’s older. ”
” What a difficult child! ”
” My kid is able to sleep anywhere, anytime, in any kind of noisy environment. ”
” She is just manipulating them… they need to do something about this now! ”
” They’ve got to learn to let her cry or else they’ll never get to do anything. ”
That night, my husband and I came home a little broken and feeling utterly alone… not because of the apparently “horrible” behavior our child had displayed… because the moment she was home, in the quiet and calm of our walls, she went right to sleep and slept for 10 hours straight… but by the lack of support and acceptance we had received from people we considered the closest to us.
I am reblogging this amazing post to remind all of my fellow positive and mindful parents out there… you are not alone!
“Tough love,” says the mother as she forces her child to the busy street corner with a sign declaring his sins to the world.
“Tough love,” nods the father as he blasts his daughter’s laptop into pieces and posts the video online.
“Tough love,” applauds the Internet commenters, when a photo of a note goes viral, a note that says “You came home past your curfew, so you can sleep on the porch. You’re lucky I gave you a pillow this time.”
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