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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Letting a child find their way (written very fast this morning, while son number 2 chose to practise the guitar!) I’m not one for reading parenting books, I’ve never read one at all. To be honest I never really had the time. My pressures around parenting have come directly from watching friends, catching new stories and ... <a href="https://www.mindfulmamma.co.uk/finding-their-way/" class="more-link">Read More <span class="screen-reader-text">about  Children Finding their Way</span></a></p>
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<p><em>(written very fast this morning, while son number 2 chose to practise the guitar!)</em></p>
<p>I’m not one for reading parenting books, I’ve never read one at all. To be honest I never really had the time. My pressures around parenting have come directly from watching friends, catching new stories and blogs that cross my path.   I learned that leaving a child to cry, physically hurt me, I ached, and therefore in my view it was wrong.   I couldn’t get myself out of the house on time without children, so with children I really let schedules go. It was just easier for me and I reckoned happy mum, happy children.</p>
<p>But, I like any mum, want my children to do well in life. So around 3 when my son’s peers started gymnastics, and music, and tennis and drama, and riding, and even mandarin (only 1 friend to be truthful, but still) I started to flounder, I questioned whether I was doing them a disservice. So I took him to gymnastics, he screamed, we left. I took him to tennis, he froze outside, never wanted to go back, we left. No after school sports clubs for my boys. They hated sport and there was no way I was going to force them (I play a lot of sport and my husband runs so it wasn&#8217;t unusual in our house, they just didn&#8217;t like it). They enjoyed drama in bits, but largely as it involved making stage props with glue and sticky back plastic, and lots of storytelling.</p>
<p>So I stopped pushing and we bumbled on, happy, instinctive play but nothing really stuck. I got a little worried around 8 years old while I watched my friends children passing their musical grades, getting black belts in martial arts; one has just been selected for county tennis which means 5-7 hours of tennis a week + 5 hours of other sports.</p>
<p>Then at around 9 years, something remarkable happened. My son watched me playing tennis, he decided he wanted a go again. One hour later and it is the best thing ever, he loves it, we do it together and, just by watching me, he can swing a racket well (though not quite hit a ball!). He drags <em>me</em> out of the house, in the cold and the wet, instead of the other way round, it is marvellous.</p>
<p>Then a few months later he picked up a guitar, he is teaching himself, copying out notes, practicing over and over again from a book and a DVD. Without a single word from me nagging him to practice. There is nothing that I like to hear more than the same bars played over and over again, and his little face focused and happy.</p>
<p>And it was a lightbulb moment in parenting for me.  It&#8217;s ok to trust your child&#8217;s judgement, give them opportunities but don&#8217;t put pressure on and if they don&#8217;t enjoy it, that&#8217;s ok, stop.</p>
<p>If you are a mum who is not sure if you&#8217;re  doing it right. Really trust in yourself, feel your way through. Your child will find what he loves to do when he or she is ready. They will enjoy it; they will find the motivation from within when they are listened to and are allowed the space to explore their own interests. Yes, that can take time, 9 years for one of my children and a little longer for the other. It may be sooner for others, it may be later for others, but it will come.  In its own good time.</p>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>“You’re going to think I’m a terrible mother….” is one of the most frequently heard phrases in my consulting room. I always think “yup you are a terrible mother, a terribly wonderful mother that the thought and instinct to do the best you can for your child is always there and that you are looking for ... <a href="https://www.mindfulmamma.co.uk/help-im-a-terrible-mother/" class="more-link">Read More <span class="screen-reader-text">about  Help I&#8217;m a terrible mother!</span></a></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: left;">“You’re going to think I’m a terrible mother….” is one of the most frequently heard phrases in my consulting room. I always think “yup you are a terrible mother, a terribly wonderful mother that the thought and instinct to do the best you can for your child is always there and that you are looking for ways to manage your frustration and anger&#8221;.</p>
<p>The guilt that women feel for snapping or shouting at their child is a cruel thing, perhaps there are some of you out there who have never yelled at their child, wished they would just shut up, or wanted to lock yourself in a room with noise cancelling headphones on. If you’re a mum like that I salute you, because you’re better than me.</p>
<p>The truth of the matter is, things are harder for new mothers than they ever have been. Two generations ago, or even a generation ago, we lived much closer to our families. We had trusted support networks that gave us a well needed break and the opportunity to find the space to care for our own wellbeing. It is hard to be mindful of ourselves and our actions as a parent, when we are so busy with interruptions and the spaces between time seem to get smaller. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thich_Nhat_Hanh">Thich Nhat Hanh</a> a Buddhist monk who has done a lot of work on mindfulness in Western culture, said that children create one of the most beautiful but the most challenging lessons in mindfulness. Jon Kabat-Zinn speaks of your time with the children as a meditation and an opportunity to become more self aware. This <a href="http://theparentingpit.com/alternative-parenting/mindfulparenting/">great blog</a> by Myla and Jon gives wonderful guidance on how to tune into yourself.</p>
<p>These types of approaches are still on the fringes of our culture however and the overwhelming sense is that women are quite far removed from the opportunity offered through parenthood to become more self-aware, to adjust, to enjoy and to learn. We don&#8217;t have the networks we need to support us in that journey and often our sense of self as a parent is obscured by thoughts and feelings of what is expected of us as a mother.</p>
<p>Historically, as women moved more and more into higher education, several things happened, we migrated away from our families to university, we became independent, we got jobs, and we stayed away.Then we got married and had children but we held onto that independence, onto our jobs and onto our children, our right to have it all. The right to be equal to men was something our mothers and their mothers before them had worked hard for, the suffragettes, the 60’s feminist movement sacrificed much to bring equality in the home and in the workplace and there is an inherent responsibility to honour that fight.</p>
<p>I grew up on Virginia Woolf, Mary Wollstonecraft, Germaine Greer and many more but now as a mother and career women I’ve come to realize that I can’t do both and give them 100%, it’s a cruel fallacy. Apparently Nicola Horlicks, Karren Brady and other women are proof that you can have it all, but Karren was back at work 6 weeks after the birth of her son. 6 weeks! It was the right choice for her and that’s fine, but it shouldn’t be sold as having it all, it’s being a full time businesswoman and part time mother.</p>
<p>My instinct is to be at home with my children, making sure that the home is running smoothly (If I’d said that to my 19 year old self, I’d have had a good talking to) but there is also my job which I love, but which I squeeze in around my children, rather than my children squeezing in around my job. That’s my choice and that’s fine too, but I’m a full-time mother and a part-time businesswoman.</p>
<p>When you first become a mother, balancing all these demands is tiring, it’s exhausting, often mums can become brittle and then snap.Most of us are awfully British, even when help is offered we say “no no no, don’t worry I’m fine”, when it may be abundantly clear that you are not.</p>
<p>So when people come and see me saying they’re a terrible mum or that they can’t cope, I remind them of how important their network is, how important that &#8216;holding&#8217; has been to women throughout time, from the ancient Greeks up to the present day. When you are challenged, be mindful of the feelings and thoughts that arise in you, observe them, understand where they are coming from. Sometimes the fear you have of your child hurting itself while exploring the world around it, may have been learned by you as a child by your mother, awareness of that emotion gives you the chance to know yourself more deeply than before and to let go of obstructive thoughts.</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t be afraid of emotions however strong or upsetting they may be, find space to explore those feelings and above all remember that as your child learns its way in the world, you are still learning to. Be kind to yourself.</p>
<p>Here are some quick ideas to create space to breath, focus and tap into your inner strength.</p>
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<li>Say yes to offers of help. If you are away from friends or family consider a postnatal doula or a night nanny. If you haven’t heard of a night nanny have a look at this site by Elizabeth Stokes who is based in Nottingham.<a href="http://www.eastmidlandsnightnanny.co.uk/">http://www.eastmidlandsnightnanny.co.uk/</a> GOOGLE your nearest.</li>
<li>Put your baby in a sling and go for a walk, perhaps turn it into a <a href="http://www.wildmind.org/walking/why">walking meditation</a>.</li>
<li>Use a talking meditation with your baby: Describe, the sunset, or a tree in the park, or a beautiful view in as vivid detail as you possibly can to<br />
your baby.</li>
<li>If you ever feel at breaking point or feel you are going to snap, put your baby in safe place and go into the garden. Getting in touch with nature can be very calming, and you can use a simple walking mediation in a circle, breathing in and breathing out until you are aware of that emotion subsiding.</li>
<li>Make yourself a cup of tea (even better get someone else to make it for you) tea has magical properties!</li>
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<p>Don’t&#8230;.</p>
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