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ParentsAugust 15, 2017

The power of self-talk: How kids learn to become their own worst critic

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Childhood is when your inner voice develops into your best friend – or worst enemy. Life coach Charlotte Hinksman shares the lessons she’s learned about positive communication, and how it has changed the way she talks to her child.

My two-year-old has been doing something rather unpleasant lately: she’s started telling people off. It’s mostly me and her daddy, but sometimes other children. She’s joking, but to be on the receiving end of a telling off from her isn’t nice.

It goes like this: “Blahblahblahblahblah [indiscernible dialogue in a shouty indignant voice, for about 30-60 seconds] blahblahblah Okay? OKAAAAAAAAY?!” I really wish you could hear that last drawn out and aggressive “OKAAAAY?!” at the end. It’s really quite something.

Sure, she is a fiery wee pup, but she’s also mostly a sweet girl who charms people wherever she goes. She has a tiny, angelic face and she really does have a curl right in the middle of her forehead. She has a mop of blonde hair that looks like it’s been highlighted. She’s very cute, and does and says very caring things. She asks “You OK mummy?” while giving me a little pat on the back. It is a somewhat curious juxtaposition with this new taste for telling off.

I decided she must have picked it up from someone. But who? She spends most of her time with me and I know I don’t shout like that. I certainly don’t use that horrible inflection at the end of my sentences. Who the hell could she have picked it up from?

Then, in the car park of Pak n Save, she did that thing that I’ve asked her not to do a thousand times. That thing where she lets go of my hand and runs off. It scares the shit out of me for obvious reasons. Coupled with my fear is also my anger: she knows better than this. Our subsequent conversation went something like this:

Me: Hey, you know not to run off in car parks. That really scared mummy!

Her: [eyes looking somewhere above the top of my head]

Me: You know you must hold my hand when we’re near cars!

Her: [eyes looking off to the right as she starts humming a little tune to herself.]

Me: What do I say about cars? You must hold my hand, okay?  OKAAAAAAY?!

Ugh. So that’s where she’s been getting it from. That’s one harsh penny dropping right there.

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I don’t know about you, but I find hearing my own shitty communication mirrored right back at me through my angelic two year-old’s mouth particularly hard to swallow. I feel not just ashamed but also incredulous at how oblivious I was to it. I literally spent two weeks trying to work out who she’d modelled her behaviour from and I had ruled myself out almost instantly. I’m a conscious parent for God’s sake! I care about this stuff! I read parenting advice on communication! WTF?

The other particularly horrible thing is that I’ve had a successful career as a life coach for the last 12 years; I get paid to help people be happy. And there’s one major thing that makes all the difference to how happy someone is and it’s not about earning the highest income. It is our inner dialogue.

If you’re a human being with a cerebral cortex (which you are if you’re reading this) then you’ve developed the ability to talk to yourself, in your primary language, inside your own head.

You weren’t born with this ability. When you become a toddler, you start learning how to speak a language. You might start with ‘mama’ and ‘dada’ and then slowly progress to saying things like ‘duck’ and ‘fly’. Soon enough, you’re talking in full-blown sentences. As you keep growing and developing, those sounds that you make out of your mouth will begin to be made inside your own head, where only you will hear it.

This inner dialogue eventually develops into your Inner Critic. You know, that little voice that beats you up, and says really unhelpful things to you like: Who do you think you are applying for that job? You suck at your job.  You’re a crap parent. You’re a lazy parent. You really screwed up today. It’s your fault your partner left you. I can’t believe you buggered that up again – idiot. Don’t be silly, why would they like you?

In summary, there are two main categories of feedback being played inside your head: Who do you think you are? And: You’re not good enough. If you pay attention to your Inner Critic for a while you will see this for yourself.

You can see how treating yourself this way has an erosive impact on your wellbeing and happiness and holds you back. Our aim in coaching is to transform the Inner Critic to Inner Coach. The Inner Coach is far from Pollyanna positive. We don’t want you going around giving yourself high-fives for making a sandwich, or looking in the mirror saying, “yeah, you shouted at your child – AWESOME!’ We want you to have a reasonable voice in there, a logical one, a kind one. You want to help yourself manage your life, make good decisions, and recover from adversity, be resilient. You want to learn from your mistakes and encourage yourself to grow. You want a reasonable, logical, truth-telling voice that helps you learn. You want to say: ‘Charlotte, that wasn’t your best parenting moment. I know you can make improvements.Why don’t we do it this other way tomorrow…?’

The question that everybody asks is why? Why does it evolve to become your inner critic, rather than your inner coach? Why does it evolve to be negative and not positive?

From my own experience and my work with clients, I subscribe mostly to theory that we model language from those around us and unfortunately some of those people weren’t or aren’t always kind. We learn to talk to ourselves in the same way we are talked to and around.

This last point means that we all do what my daughter did: we talk the way we got talked to. Our brains can’t help it – we have to learn language by modelling as there is no other way to do it. That same language eventually gets used to communicate to ourselves inside our head.

This means that way you talk to and around your children will become their inner dialogue.

It doesn’t sound like the best news, does it? What are we supposed to do as parents, be conscious of every sentence that comes out of our mouths? Tie ourselves up in knots worrying that every little word we say is going to get sucked into our child’s brains and ultimately screw them up? Aren’t we adding yet another item to the list of things to feel guilty about? Isn’t it bad enough that we don’t have time to make organic hummus, now we have to take this on as well? Nice one, Charlotte.

Look, I’m the last person who wants to give fodder to the Shitty Guilt Fairy who we all know follows us around from the minute we give birth to the minute we draw our last breath. So although this may seem like bad news, there’s some really good news I’d like to leave you with:

Feeling bad or beating yourself up about all the times you’ve talked to your child in a less than positive manner is your Inner Critic. Realise then that this works both ways: just as your child’s inner critic wasn’t created by them, your inner critic wasn’t created by you either. You inherited it from your caregivers/big brothers/teachers/bullies. And they inherited it from their caregivers/big brothers/teachers/bullies. And so on up the generations we go.

There’s freedom to be found in realising that the Inner Critic isn’t actually yours.

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Our Inner Critic development doesn’t always mean that our parents were critical of us. It can be the case that they were simply critical of themselves.

Being aware of all of this means that you can break the cycle! And not just for yourself, but for your child too. This can stop with you! It’s like a two-way street to happiness and wellbeing: whatever kind of internal dialogue you hope your child will have, YOU have to develop that for yourself too. Both on the outside and the inside.  Whatever messages you want them to understand about themselves, you have to demonstrate these messages about yourself.

Being careful about how to communicate to and around your child is hard work. It’s the speedy recovery from our ‘mistakes’ that makes all the difference. How will we go about righting a wrong? Now that’s something worth modelling to a child.

You know what else my daughter has started doing lately? Apologising. She now does it completely of her own volition, without any prompting. She says “Mummy I sorry….. you OK?” and I like to think she’s modelled this from me, at least in part. From all those times I’ve said to her earnestly and seriously: “Mummy lost her temper and she shouted at you, and it upset you. That wasn’t very nice or very kind, and I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.  Okay?”

Charlotte Hinksman is a mum of one, a wife, a coach, a writer and a friend. You can find more at www.charlottehinksman.com.

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ParentsAugust 14, 2017

Emily Writes: Don’t like kids? Then stop chasing the parenting dollar

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It sure is hard out there when you want to market your cafe or restaurant as family friendly but you’re not actually family friendly at all. Spinoff Parents editor Emily Writes has had it with the tired moral outrage over kids with the temerity to be out in public.

Another week, another story about a cafe manager getting upset at crying babies (Edit: my mistake, the cafe manager was upset that the babies were happy). Next week it’ll be the same. It’s as reliable as a shark on the front page over New Year’s.

And what will follow will be hundreds of online comments seething at the audacity of children and their mothers existing in public. Each story will be shared with breathless rage. All of the stories definitely happened.

“I was at a cafe once and this kid just walked up and pissed all over the cabinet food! Then when I really respectfully asked his mother if she could please stop her child urinating on everyone, the mum pulled out a she-wee and she started pissing too!”

“I was at a play at midnight and this antenatal group came in with 167 children and they stormed the stage and beat the actors to death with copies of Emily Writes’ book Rants in the Dark available in all good bookstores!”

“I was at a restaurant eating chips that cost $34 and then this baby walked in and just screamed in my ear so hard I burst an ear drum. When I tried to stop the baby the mum shoved a razor sharp dummy in my ear and told me to go fuck myself.”

You’ve all seen it. The stories are all ridiculous and boring. The truth is stretched so hard it’s amazing these moaners don’t need ACC support for their injuries.

A child was heard instead of just seen: better have a word to mum, tell her to finish the only meal she’ll get to have out of her house this month and tell her to leave. But how do you do it while still making sure you get that sweet parenting dollar?

I can tell you. Start with social media. You need to do a Facebook status update. And you need to use the formula. Start with…

We are a family friendly cafe! 

Yes, that term is utterly meaningless when you turf out mothers for having babies who inconsiderately act like babies. But use it anyway. Mostly it’s fine to say you hate kids, but it’s better for business to slightly disguise your disdain for children. So point out that you’re family friendly and you have a “toy corner”. This makes it clear that it’s the mums who are to blame (never the dads, they get free blow jobs for going to a cafe with their children) because you provided a toy corner and their child still willfully acted like a child.

Every other parent was fine, just not this one.

This appeals to special good parents who think their child doesn’t ever cry and doesn’t ever have emotions or feelings and doesn’t ever get overwhelmed in public. These good parents need to pretend that every other parent is a bad parent because then they can ignore just how fucked it is to attack mothers for leaving the house with their kids.

Children aren’t all sunshine, OK?

This one is important, it dehumanises children just enough. Not so much that you can’t still get the odd takeaway coffee bought by their parents, but just enough to put the blame on parents who think their children are human beings. It’s a great reminder in a country that has one of the highest rates of abuse and neglect of children that children need not be considered cherished and precious. Especially in cafes! Those idiotic parents gazing at their brand new baby, a literal miracle, need to be reminded that children are just inconsiderate crotch nuggets. They are just disgusting breeders, their children are noisy spawn etc etc etc. Build community? What we need more of in this country is a general attitude of distaste for children.

Parents need to control their children.

Vital, this point. You need to ensure you get at least 100 comments from people without children whose last interaction with a child involved them complaining that there were too many kids at the Finding Dory 10am session. You need to really rile up grandparents who see their grandkids once a year and spend the entire time complaining that in their day children didn’t speak or make noise until they were 11. You need to call on all the brand new parents who have been parenting for eight seconds and are sure that children don’t make more noise than a gentle mewling for milk. You need to enlist parents of teenagers who refuse to speak to them so they can spew their rage at the world onto other parents.

Control is the magic word for all of this. Never mind that it’s absurd to believe you can “control” a three month old child crying in a cafe, and in any case the mum is going to be so traumatised by this happening she’ll be out like a flash. Never mind that they believe a child yelling hello to a waitress is the equivalent of shitting in the middle of the table. Ignore that. Just troll with control.

Don’t worry about telling the truth.

Never let the truth get in the way of good moral outrage at mothers and children. A few minutes of a baby crying while her mum desperately tries to quiet her turns into “the baby screamed for hours and hours and the mum just took selfies of her tits and drank tequila”. None of these stories that people come up with pass the sniff test. Any mother of a small baby knows crying in public is stressful. You feel like everyone is watching you (and often they are – and they’re sneering at you), you don’t want your baby to be stressed but you’re desperate to leave the house, and you are trying to balance it all with naps and feeds and playgroups and every other pressure. Toddlers are just as hard: they run, they get excited, they get overwhelmed. Four and five year olds are better behaved but they can still be suddenly tired out of nowhere or devastated beyond belief that the muffin is blueberry and not strawberry.

Mums are easy targets. You can post anything about mums and people will agree that they’re awful, and just need to set boundaries, and just need to know their kids aren’t special, and just need to stay inside, and just need to not be in public.

So go ahead. Humiliate some mother who goes out once a fortnight with the only group of friends she has right now – her antenatal group or coffee group. Target some lonely mum whose entire social interaction for the week is asking you for a flat white please. Get shitty because a child got too excited because they’re out with their mum who usually has to work all week.

Or you could try something else… Consider a different view? Maybe the mum of the child who is crying has been crying this morning too. Maybe her child has reflux and she doesn’t know what to do and she’s exhausted and she just wants to be a normal person in a cafe for half an hour. Maybe her child is just excited because going to a cafe with mum is a special thing they’ll remember forever. Maybe she had to save for a week for this one coffee and she’d like to drink it without you scowling at her waiting for her child to cry so you can bitch about it?

Maybe she has as much right to be in the cafe as you do, and you need to shut the fuck up. Because we all put up with you loudly talking about how you don’t like kale as much as spinach, or how your boyfriend asked you to lick his balls last night and you’re not sure if you liked it and you think he should shave his scrotum (an actual conversation I had to sit through with my children the last time I went to a cafe).

Did I complain to staff about the gonad-gobbler? No, I did not.

I’m not even going to do the whole I know some mums use their buggies as weapons of mass destruction thing because it’s pointless. So a mum once didn’t revere you enough by asking you to move aside while she pushed a buggy with two upset children in it, so what? Can you just deal with it like a normal person and not turn it into a never ending victim complex that forces you to bring it up at every opportunity? Do you know how many times I have to deal with drunk assholes when I want to take my kids out in the evenings to see a fireworks display? Or how many times I have to deal with hipster fuckheads at children’s movies who try to shush kids when IT IS A FUCKING CHILDREN’S MOVIE.

I once went to an Easter egg hunt and a bunch of adults without kids tried to enter it then complained of discrimination when they were told they couldn’t. Adults are awful. You know this, and I know this. Yet children – who are learning – always get a raw deal and adults don’t.

All we every hear about are kids on planes but God knows men who take off their shoes on planes are worse. And so are women who mix their prescription pills with wine on a plane. Or twentysomethings who leave the sound on their phones so I have to listen to every tap.

All of these people are worse than a crying child.

Children have to learn how to act in cafes and restaurants and public places. The way they learn is being in cafes and restaurants and public places. So consider that next time you, a grown adult, has a rage seizure about a child singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star in your presence. You are part of a community and children have a right to exist in the world. Just as you do – even if you’re a literal hamburger made of assholes.

And to cafes and restaurants: just do us a favour and declare yourself “un-family friendly”. Parents don’t want to be in a place where their kids will be treated like they’re sub-human. We don’t want to be where we are not wanted. Just stop trying to have it both ways.

You don’t get our money while you insult our children and our parenting. It might be easy to do, but we see you. And your lattes are shit anyway.

Emily Writes is editor of The Spinoff Parents. Her book Rants in the Dark is out now. Buy it here. Follow her on Facebook here.

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