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Jennifer Marine Carletta Jennings, a single mother of two, is a Parent Educator with the
Austin Independent School District. She specializes in coaching teen
parents -- helping them not only develop the kind of vital parenting skills
needed to read and respond to their babies, but also teaching them to
become more skilled observers of their children, to better understand the
complex elements behind "good" or "bad" behavior patterns as
their children grow. She also runs a consulting company called Ages & Stages, conducting
workshops, seminars and home visits for parents of all ages, churches and the
community. When speaking about parenting and the world today, Carletta's words sink-in with the
satisfying certainty that a small pebble sinks to the bottom of a clear, shallow
pond: Who inspired you when you were growing up
and how? My high school debate teacher, Diane Dirickson. By encouraging her
students to examine assumptions, and examine assertions. She taught the verbal
version of writing in the margins. She also made a mistake in coaching our Mock Trial team that cost us the
state championship. Because I then faced the task of seeing the flaws in a
person that I greatly admired, that experience taught me a lot about
balance.
You are face to face with your ten-year-old
self. You have one thing to say to her about her future, what do you say?
Know thyself, little girl, and tell the truth about her. How can others
possibly understand you unless you know who to introduce them to?
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What two notable people would you like to
see handcuffed together for a day?
Only two? Can't we do the fantasy dinner party thing? Too suburban, huh?
Okay, let's see how Angela Davis and Patty Hearst would get along. What is the biggest contradiction you see mothers being faced with today? We (and our children) are being offered nearly unlimited choices in lifestyle, modes of expression, and opportunities. Yet we have precious little time for savoring the things we opt for. What do you see as your biggest challenge in being the kind of person you want to be? Self-care. I pout and lose energy when I am too far away from my creative pursuits; therefore I must have time to write, think, and socialize with the special people I am lucky enough to know, or revel in renewal that solitude provides. After 13 years of motherhood, the only nurturing response that is not automatic is to exalt my needs. The airline industry has gotten at least one thing right. They tell us in case of emergency, we should first secure our own oxygen masks, then hook the kids up. Of course! Of what use is a passed out mother and an alert child? What makes you most happy about what you give back to the world? I work with families in the intimacy of their homes, so I like to think of
myself as a guest bearing a gift, rather than an educator presuming to tell
them what they don't know. I am very happy about the little shifts in
perception I see manifest in parents. When the mother of a toddler
forgives herself for feeling so frustrated about the hard work of
care-giving, or when a father reads the research I recommend and gains appreciation for his
importance to his children, I know that the parent-child relationship has
permanently improved. When I observe a mother's interactions for a few
minutes, and point out what she just did to shape her baby's brain, she
recognizes her power, and carefully chooses her interactions from then on.
I hesitate to say that what I just told you is about what I give back to the world.
Instead, I prefer to quote Bodhidharma: What do you wish you could automatically grant, like a fairy godmother, to all new mothers? To mothers during trying times? An objective, yet supportive view of their situations. They would be able to see the noble efforts they are making, assuage their uncertainty about not replicating the fantasies we have about mothering, and remember how many times in each day they actually honor their best intentions as they care for their children. Either that or a 3-hour nap. Thanks, Carletta! |
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