Sharing these memories is a bit therapeutic for me, but I hope informative. More people than you could ever imagine have stories like this and ones far more painful than I can imagine. I’m not sure if I could have continued trying if it had happened to me more than once as other women have shared with me. I have the most amazing little girl but writing this still brought me to tears multiple times. Though my life as a mother has continued to bring me joy. I will never forget the life that was never more than a heartbeat and a date. June 28th.
Your Toddler Is Not Bad! (Part 1)
I’ve had few interactions with parents of toddlers, where the parent didn’t make some reference to how bad their child was. I’m choosing to focus this post on toddlers because, I do believe they are the most misunderstood age group. Additionally, it is the age that behaviors that can be really frustrating begin to develop. It is also the stage where physical discipline typically begins in the average home. I’ll share a story that led to my search for understanding my toddler and what turned everything around.
Counter-Cultural Parenting
As I entered motherhood as a black woman, there were a number of stereotypes that fill the space of who I’m supposed to be, and how I’m supposed to act, in order to continue this legacy of black motherhood.
Black moms are strong, they don’t play, they don’t have time, they are too stressed, you will not try them, they will give you something to cry for, and will only tell you one more time. A black mom who has a child who steps out of line or doesn’t jump back in line, at the tilt of her neck, or the cut of her eyes, is not parenting in the “black tradition.” She’s trying some “other shit” but will learn eventually that all her child needs, is a good butt whooping to get her child to “act right”. I’m of course speaking in quite general terms about the perception of black mothers. But it a perception grounded in reality. It feels like parenting in any other way is actually counter-cultural.