I like the *name* of
India Knight's blog for children with special needs:
"Isn't she talking yet?"It evokes all the paranoia and persecution that most new mothers suffer ...when the entire world and its aunt takes it upon themselves to dispense conflicting parenting advice.
This is one reason why I
never as in N.E.V.E.R tell people what to do with their babies.
Allaah knows best, and then the parents themselves do.
Another reason why I never tell other people what to do with their babies is:
I honestly don't know.I know that sounds strange coming from someone who's a mum several times over, but if there's one thing I've discovered in the process of having and raising so many children (alhamdulillaah), it's that every child is one-of-a-kind.
I've had kids who sprouted teeth, walked, talked, were toilet trained, acquired a vocabulary of a 1000 words in record time, learnt small soorahs of the Qur'aan faster than any of their peers...and I've had dawdlers,
thinkers (who carefully coonsidered for a good year and a half what their first word ought to be and chose
potato), picky eaters, no-milk drinkers...I've had to re-learn the rules (or draft new ones) each time, and so, I really hesitate to dispense parenting 'tips' even when I'm asked to.
Plus, I'm nonplussed by the burgeoning breed of supermums who've virtually turned parenting into a competitive event...I mean, whatever happened to good old-fashioned laidback mums?
PS: Apparently, I'm not the only one who's mourning their extinction, India Knight has taken it upon herself to debunk
The Myth of the Yummy Mummy I'm nodding my head in agreement with:
"Yummy mummies didn’t exist when I had my first child 14 years ago. Some mummies were slightly less knackered-looking than others, but that was about it. Some mummies — one or two — had maternity nurses, nannies and armies of staff and looked well rested, but they didn’t count since they didn’t, as far as anyone could work out, do any mummying. And yet it is this last category — unimpressive on the parenting front, if financially fortunate — that we are all now supposed to want to emulate.
I have some difficulty understanding this, because to me the advantages of being a parent are not visual: you don’t become one because it’s going to make you look hot. Besides, you can be as hot as you want but that isn’t by a long stretch what parenting is about, at any level."
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"It seems a shame to refuse to embrace the thing you so craved and to go out of your way to pretend it hasn’t happened — toned stomach, bird-like appetite, obsessive yoga: in a new mother none of these things scream chilled-out contentment..."
and finally:
"... I wish everyone would relax a bit. It’s not a competition. And you can love your children while still loving yourself."
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Aameen.
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PS: There's one bit of parenting advice (that was ironically given to me several years ago by someone who was not a parent) that is very precious to me.
Our Arabic Ustaadh told me: "Sister, teach your children to be in touch with reality..."
I agree...it's very important not to lose perspective ...to keep the long run in mind when trying to get over everyday hurdles.
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