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Not-So-Perfect Parent: Skating Party

11:37 AM Mon, Nov 20, 2006 |
Paige
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I took my oldest son to a Back-to-School Skating party. He was so excited to lace on his skates and take a spin around the rink. However, I knew we were in trouble when he fell down six times before making it onto the floor.

It was bad. I mean really bad. My son could not maintain any balance on his wobbly shoes. In fact, he could not stand up for more than 3 seconds let alone make any progress around the rink. I tried to help him, but only caused more problems as he clung onto my shirt before we both hit the ground.


It was a disaster. I immediately start blaming myself for what I knew would ultimately result in a bad memory and scar him for life. What are the other kids going to say? Even worse, what are the other mothers going to say? The secret would be out. They would know I was a failure because my child didn’t own a pair of skates and didn't play roller hockey on our driveway.

During the event, I confessed to a close friend how distraught I was over my son’s lack of coordination. I started to tear-up until she pointed to her child who was face down with his skates in the air. She stated, “Paige you are not a failure because your child does not know how to skate."

What did she know! I knew the truth. My child was making a fool out of himself and there was nothing I could do to prevent it. I finally couldn’t take it anymore and we made an impromptu exit.

When we returned home, my husband and son had this dialogue,
“How was the skating party?”
“Great Dad!”
“How did you skate?”
“Awesome. In fact, I think I was one of the best ones”

What!! I couldn’t believe it. His response was so sincere. He impression of the event was so positive. He had a wonderful time and genuinely believed his skating abilities were top notch! He was not insecure about his performance – instead he really enjoyed the experience.

I stood there ashamed. My interpretation of success was vastly different than my son’s. Shame on me for imposing my assumption of the situation on my child. I should have celebrated the fact that my little boy spent an hour and a half trying over and over to gain balance and make a full circle around the rink. Instead of being preoccupied with his ten thousand falls, I should have celebrated the fact that he did not get discouraged and he did not give-up.

I would give anything in the world for the confidence that my son exhibits to remain untarnished by society’s interpretation of success. Until that time, I am committed to finding other ways to celebrate success even if he doesn’t run the fastest or throw the ball the farthest. In fact, I hear that there are openings in the Chess Club!



1 Comments

Jennifer Lanter said:

Paige,
Thank you for sharing such a personal story. You made me cry, laugh and then cry again :)

We can all take a lesson of success as defined by a child. Often- I am amazed at my daughter's definition of success. She struggles mightily in school but instead of crying over every C or C- she celebrates every accomplishment no matter how small. For example, she was telling me about a very difficult concept she was struggling to understand in grammar class but instead of dwelling on her bad grade she proudly announced- “I was having bad day but as we lined up to go to lunch my teacher bent down and said- “good job Jessica and thank you for always trying so hard. You are one of my best students”. Wow- what a lesson for me- It’s not always about getting an easy A but rather the effort and the ability to give something your All. That skill will take you much further in life. I am continually blessed by my children.

Thank you for this opportunity to share with other moms. I enjoy your segments and your blog very much.


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