Good Monday morning Reoville!
I have caught up in here from last night's posts. I must give my thoughts.
My son, now almost 40, was very always much in tune with his emotions and not afraid to show them.
Some would call him sensitive. He laughed, he cried, he expressed how he felt.
When he was 18 he wanted to join the Marines. He trained and got in shape preparing for his goal.
Then he was tested and they found he had some hearing loss and would not be accepted. He came home and was visibly upset. I let him retreat to his room a little while then went to check on him. I found him laying on his bed crying. All I could do is offer comfort and hope that he would find a new dream for his life.
Within a couple years he found himself married and had a daughter. Marriage didn't last but he would not give up being a father. He fought for his right to equal time with his 13 month old child. He found a way to work and also have his child live with him for half the week.
Now she is 17. Through the years I have realized that because he was never criticized, teased, bullied or pushed to "be a man" and "toughen up" he was able to be a well rounded parent. He could show his love for his daughter, he could love her, understand her needs and comfort her. He is her protector, her mentor, and her support both emotionally and for her physical needs.
He would not have been the same person if he was not allowed to be himself and be totally accepted and loved when growing up. His daughter would have also been a different person if she had a father that only knew "tough".
It is always better to nurture than to ridicule.
I am sorry if my mirth about the kid's difficulties ruffled anyone's feathers...I suppose I'm remembering the difficulties I had when I was his age and moved to Eastern Washington from Hawaii. Brings back a lot of memories, and many of them are amusing to me now, though not so at the time. He has a lot of adapting to do...and nearly all of it is going to be hard for him. Different language, eating habits, food choices, clothing styles, and even different family and social structures. It really is a big change for him.
I'm more of a middle of the road kind of gal. I agree plain ridicule can really cut down a kid, but at the same time, I can see how it can help them with proper follow
through. Don't get me wrong, I'm against just bashing a child and leaving it at that. I believe in moderation, and I also believe that taking the time to explain is helpful. None of us are perfect in our ways, and every child's needs are different. I can't tell you how many times I have been accused of being a bad mom because my daughter would fall down and scrape her knees, instead of running to her rescue I told her to get up and come see me. So many women gave me the stink eye and would cluck under their breath about how mean I was, abusive even. My daughter is self sufficient & self assured now (for a 14 year old) and understands the value of picking yourself up and dusting yourself off and figuring out where things went wrong. And even though her failings or falling sometimes amuse me...she knows I love her more than anything and only want the best for her, even if my lessons are hard ones.
I know nothing of his former or current family structure, so I have no ground to say anything other than what applies to our family structure here: We tease Teagan, we call her names (not bad ones, and no names we aren't willing to apply to ourselves), we make her work hard for everything, we poke at her and we push her. Some we do in fun, but sometimes we do it get her to react. She is learning to see the humor in her difficult moments and to stand up for herself, and those times when she does, we back off....and then we talk about it and work through it...we even sometimes apologize for our behavior and misunderstandings. We're raising a girl and we are raising her to be tough, to be true to herself, and to speak her mind. My daughter is much like I am...sensitive, but tough. And where did I learn to be this way? My dad, and I have never questioned whether he loved me. As a child I needed a strong hand and hard lessons, that is how I learned best. But I know it is not the same for all children.
Your son is a shining example of a child who didn't need to be toughened up...he found his inner strength in your love and acceptance and for that you should feel immensely proud.
