I remember when the terrible two’s came along and I thought “Let’s just get through this rough year and it will be easier after”. Then the threenager stage happened and I felt a tad lied to. This was in fact worse than the terrible twos! Age 4 sprung up and I find I’m often negotiating with the mini version of myself. After our most recent lectures, subject: taking soccer seriously and being a good listener, I realized something I forgot to take into consideration. It’s her life! If my daughter doesn’t want to take soccer seriously, then maybe we need to stop going to soccer. If she does not want to be a good listener than let life show her what she’s missing out on when she doesn’t listen.
So I changed my tune. I told her “We can stop going if you’re not interested to play. It’s o.k. Let’s find something else to do”. Her eyes opened big and she was so surprised. “I don’t want to stop going, I love soccer!”, she shouted. I opened my eyes just as wide and exclaimed “Honey, you don’t have to say that. It’s obvious you don’t want to play. That’s fine. We don’t have to go anymore. Dad and I aren’t mad at you. We can find something else to do.” This was really getting to her. “No mom, I want to play. I’ll play! I love soccer mom, please!”. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Yes, I’ll play and listen. I’ll be the best listener ever!”. I sat back and sighed. “Hmm, ok…I’ll think about it”.
Zoë scored a goal today! Michael and I jumped up screaming “That a girl!”. She even ran off the field to give us a hug”. Right there was the moment, the moment I always dreamed of. My daughter scoring a goal and climbing the stands to be hugged and kissed by us, her extremely emotional and proud parents. This pretty much nailed it, and it may be the closest we get, that’s good enough for me. It’s her life! I just want her to be happy. She looked like a champ out there on the field, a future soccer star in my eyes. I cherished that moment.
There are days the kids get it and all align…There are days when they don’t.
…And yes, I played a little reverse phycology to get her out there playing. Ha! What can I say, I’m her mom – I have to try! Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. This time it worked out great 😉
Lessons I Learned This Week:
- Zoë asked me how the baby came out of my belly. I kept my answer very simple and basic. Her reply after I gave her the simple truth…”Chickens push out eggs”. Yep. …And she was far more impressed with that.
- Sometimes you just have to step back and let kids figure it out themselves. They yearn for that independence.
- Reverse phycology rocks! ..And that’s all I have to say about that (lol).
- Cheer her on. She needs to hear she’s on the right track and that you believe in her.
I hope everyone had a great weekend! We definitely had fun going to ballet and soccer with Zoë. Michael and I got dressed up and attended Zoë’s school gala, which was a blast! We danced the night away and laughed to tears with fellow parents. It was a great weekend 🙂