A couple of days back, I was kissing my daughter goodbye at the door of her classroom.A few more kisses and hugs later my eyes curiously trailed her footsteps as I stood at the edge of the door trying my best to be invisible, she joined the sea of other little pig-tailed three year old girls in cute red uniforms, name-tags and handkerchiefs pinned on each.
She went towards a tiny vacant red wooden chair and before she could pull it out, the girl sitting on the next little wooden chair, put her hand on it, disallowing her to sit.
I was instantly overwhelmed by a surge of emotions, I felt anger, horror, sadness and hurt all at the same time. I had to battle hard, the protective instinct of a mother, I had to stop myself from rushing in and giving the three year old a long lesson in humility..
The incident played on my mind for long...very long..a little too long..
Where do these traits come in our little children from? Do we teach them to be mean or friendly? Do they learn it from us?
And as a mother what are you supposed to do about it, protect them? let them fight their battles? teach them to be good and share with everyone? or teach them tit for tat?
The mother in me really wants to protect her, but I might just be clipping her wings instead of giving her wings, by doing so...
The situations life throws at you and the lessons it teaches you...whoever said life is easy..must be joking :)
Ahh...anyway...so all in all..kids and bringing them up is more about learning from them than about teaching them...
About this outfit, I last wore these pants, made of traditional 'khun' fabric at a party (HERE) and this time I wore them casually for a street food binge (y'all know how important comfy pants are when you are on an eating mission!!).
We took these pictures against this cheery yellow wall, which also happens to be the stylish background used by our favourite dosa guy. Its a little blue cart that rolls in promptly at 5:30, parks itself against this yellow wall, they take a few minutes to chop the onions (fine) and get the tawa heated..A few splashes of water that sizzle and disappear, announce that the tawa is ready for the batter. Our favourite is the cut dosa and we have been having it for years...
She went towards a tiny vacant red wooden chair and before she could pull it out, the girl sitting on the next little wooden chair, put her hand on it, disallowing her to sit.
I was instantly overwhelmed by a surge of emotions, I felt anger, horror, sadness and hurt all at the same time. I had to battle hard, the protective instinct of a mother, I had to stop myself from rushing in and giving the three year old a long lesson in humility..
The incident played on my mind for long...very long..a little too long..
Where do these traits come in our little children from? Do we teach them to be mean or friendly? Do they learn it from us?
And as a mother what are you supposed to do about it, protect them? let them fight their battles? teach them to be good and share with everyone? or teach them tit for tat?
The mother in me really wants to protect her, but I might just be clipping her wings instead of giving her wings, by doing so...
The situations life throws at you and the lessons it teaches you...whoever said life is easy..must be joking :)
Ahh...anyway...so all in all..kids and bringing them up is more about learning from them than about teaching them...
About this outfit, I last wore these pants, made of traditional 'khun' fabric at a party (HERE) and this time I wore them casually for a street food binge (y'all know how important comfy pants are when you are on an eating mission!!).
We took these pictures against this cheery yellow wall, which also happens to be the stylish background used by our favourite dosa guy. Its a little blue cart that rolls in promptly at 5:30, parks itself against this yellow wall, they take a few minutes to chop the onions (fine) and get the tawa heated..A few splashes of water that sizzle and disappear, announce that the tawa is ready for the batter. Our favourite is the cut dosa and we have been having it for years...
Pants : Stitched
T-shirt : Thrifted (Rs 150)
Ring : Borrowed (stolen :) from sister
Heels : Zara
Necklace : Blur accessories
As a mother to a (almost) two year old, I can totally understand your feelings. My first instinct would be to jump right in and protect (rather fight) for my baby.....but that's not the best approach at all :)
ReplyDeleteI guess we have to learn to take a step back and let them fight their own battles.The best that we can do as parents, is to impart the right values. Somewhere the positivity will rub off :)
I so totally agree with you...but its so tough to do..right?? Really being a parent can sometimes be so hard :) just want to keep them protected and shielded from everything bad..
DeleteThanks for stopping by and thank you for you lovely comment and for sharing my pain and anguish :)
BTW, totally loved your outfit and the way you have accessorised it.
ReplyDeleteLoved reading your post! And look gorgeous in that outfit.
ReplyDeleteThanks Samar..I am glad u enjoyed ur time here :)
DeleteYou look stunning gal
ReplyDeleteThanks Preethi :)
DeleteWow awesome pictures <3
ReplyDeleteMy sister has taken them...she will be thrilled with ur comment..thank u
DeleteAwesome!
ReplyDeleteThanks Farheen...means so much to me
DeleteHow much I relate to this incident is just overwhelming. Daughter joined a grrat missionary school some time back n I faced these take my heart away incidences a lot..but all we can do is let them fight their own battles while tellinv them dos and do nots in our personal time
ReplyDelete..great dress btw
I can totally relate..and slowly now I am understanding that when they say "raising kids is not easy" it does not mean that the kids are torturing us, it actually refers to the mental anguish we put ourselves through...worrying about them and loving them :)
DeleteHow is your daughter doing now? I hope she has settled :)
Love the stolen ring :)
ReplyDeleteAnd about children, I don't know much. But we need to step in when it crosses certain lines. Till then, they can fall and get up...
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Its hard yes. For me its more abt consistency. My husband takes the hot headed revenge approach to be schooled into my son. While I glide like an angel saying nice things like reporting the incident and asking the other kid to not repeat what he or she said or did. But oh how I wish I could tell him to stand up and give it back! Kids need both the views. not wrong giving them an option :) just my opinion.
ReplyDeleteUr ensemble is adorable. The rich blue n tangerine can liven up any day. The ring looks a lot like the craze started by the cartier panthere one. I'd steal it anytime ;))
Its hard yes. For me its more abt consistency. My husband takes the hot headed revenge approach to be schooled into my son. While I glide like an angel saying nice things like reporting the incident and asking the other kid to not repeat what he or she said or did. But oh how I wish I could tell him to stand up and give it back! Kids need both the views. not wrong giving them an option :) just my opinion.
ReplyDeleteUr ensemble is adorable. The rich blue n tangerine can liven up any day. The ring looks a lot like the craze started by the cartier panthere one. I'd steal it anytime ;))