My Sound of Music Parenting Type….
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What’s your parenting type? Are you Grumpy Mum? Angel Dad? Touchy, Spirited or Textbook? Or are you – like me – ‘Split Personality?’
The Baby Whisperer, Gina Ford and Annabel Karmel were my gurus throughout the early weeks and months of our eldest daughter’s life. Their scriptures were at times sacred, routines uncompromised, mantras recurrent. And for the first two and a half years of our parenting journey, sanity prevailed.
Enter: Daughter 2. A feisty, raging, routine destroyer, sleep stealer, non-eater. And enter: the emergence of my
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ongoing inner battle, my ever conflicting parenting type: ‘Split Personality Mum’. At this point I must add how I fully appreciate boundary setting, consistency, routine, being firm but fair. Hell, I used to teach this stuff in a former role. So not in a million years did I ever anticipate I’d be amalgamating two hugely contrasting characters that were ever present in my own childhood to define my conflicting parenting type. With some trepidation let me introduce to you….
The Maria Mum:
How do you solve a problem like Maria? Well, you
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don’t. Maria Mum displays parenting at it’s finest (cue Facebook / Twitter / Instagram smug posts, yep, see everyone, I can DO this Mummy thing). On a ‘Maria Mum day’ I’ll sing, dance, bake, brighten the household with my sunny disposition. I’ll while away the hours trekking over grassy mountain tops, guitar in hand, picnic hamper in the other, teaching my little poppets their scales and then be up until the early hours recalling a few of their favourite things in order to overcome their thunder phobia.
I may draw the line at Clothkit
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style curtain pinafores but I’ll joyfully dust off the sewing machine and rustle up a ghost costume from a white sheet whistling a merry tune whilst planning the next craft activity.
Swim in lakes? Yes. Climb trees? While singing?? Of course! Smile sweetly and chuckle upon finding a frog in my pocket and a pinecone up my bum? Puppet shows? Yes, yes, and YES!
So, when asked ‘My dear is there anything you can’t do?’ you’d have thought I’d stumble. But actually… try as I might, I just can’t seem to silence my inner Baroness
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Schraeder.
The Baroness Schraeder Mum:
On the Baroness days I feel finicky and fussy around my children. Whilst I’m harmless I do confess to harboring occasional fantasies about sending them off to boarding school – ‘Darling, haven’t you ever heard of a delightful little thing called boarding school?’ Anything to avoid those tedious ball games in the garden which conclude with a basketball to my abdomen and a hasty retreat back to the terrace where I prefer to sip martinis with my charming and witty companions whilst musing over tales of
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the high life.
I want to be dining in posh restaurants wearing uber glam frocks without grubby children draped all over them (wearing their own snot smeared drapes of sorts), hair styled to perfection, oozing sophistication, not a pritt stick, a harmonica or a mushy cheerio in sight – oh, and without raisins lurking in the bottom of my glitzy handbag either.
I’m dignified, calm and controlled – not cold as some may describe the Baroness – but you certainly won’t catch me belting my heart out on the hillside about doors closing and windows
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opening; nor will you find me splashing about in the shallows of the lake post capsize whilst supposedly in loco parentis. Nor will I be slinking off back to the abbey at the first sniff of love. I really am a hopeless romantic after all.
So, what do I do about this parenting dilemma I find myself in? Should I banish the Baroness? Be the permanent flibbertigibbet, will-o’-the wisp, the clown? The perfect Maria Mum? Or maybe just a pure and simple, balanced female? For now, that suits me. But when my split personality parenting type becomes multiple
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and traits of the Captain start creeping in, I may, with whistle in hand, think again.
Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed this why not head over to my Facebook Author Page and check out what else I’m up to:
https://www.facebook.com/pollymwalker
Or even take a peek at my children’s book:
Polly x
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Polly Walker - 15 Aug 15
What’s your parenting type? Are you Grumpy Mum? Angel Dad? Touchy, Spirited or Textbook? Or are you – like me – ‘Split Personality?’
The Baby Whisperer, Gina Ford and Annabel Karmel were my gurus throughout the early weeks and months of our eldest daughter’s life. Their scriptures were at times sacred, routines uncompromised, mantras recurrent. And for the first two and a half years of our parenting journey, sanity prevailed.
Enter: Daughter 2. A feisty, raging, routine destroyer, sleep stealer, non-eater. And enter: the emergence of my ongoing inner battle, my ever conflicting parenting type: ‘Split Personality Mum’. At this point I must add how I fully appreciate boundary setting, consistency, routine, being firm but fair. Hell, I used to teach this stuff in a former role. So not in a million years did I ever anticipate I’d be amalgamating two hugely contrasting characters that were ever present in my own childhood to define my conflicting parenting type. With some trepidation let me introduce to you….
The Maria Mum:
How do you solve a problem like Maria? Well, you don’t. Maria Mum displays parenting at it’s finest (cue Facebook / Twitter / Instagram smug posts, yep, see everyone, I can DO this Mummy thing). On a ‘Maria Mum day’ I’ll sing, dance, bake, brighten the household with my sunny disposition. I’ll while away the hours trekking over grassy mountain tops, guitar in hand, picnic hamper in the other, teaching my little poppets their scales and then be up until the early hours recalling a few of their favourite things in order to overcome their thunder phobia.
I may draw the line at Clothkit style curtain pinafores but I’ll joyfully dust off the sewing machine and rustle up a ghost costume from a white sheet whistling a merry tune whilst planning the next craft activity.
Swim in lakes? Yes. Climb trees? While singing?? Of course! Smile sweetly and chuckle upon finding a frog in my pocket and a pinecone up my bum? Puppet shows? Yes, yes, and YES!
So, when asked ‘My dear is there anything you can’t do?’ you’d have thought I’d stumble. But actually… try as I might, I just can’t seem to silence my inner Baroness Schraeder.
The Baroness Schraeder Mum:
On the Baroness days I feel finicky and fussy around my children. Whilst I’m harmless I do confess to harboring occasional fantasies about sending them off to boarding school – ‘Darling, haven’t you ever heard of a delightful little thing called boarding school?’ Anything to avoid those tedious ball games in the garden which conclude with a basketball to my abdomen and a hasty retreat back to the terrace where I prefer to sip martinis with my charming and witty companions whilst musing over tales of the high life.
I want to be dining in posh restaurants wearing uber glam frocks without grubby children draped all over them (wearing their own snot smeared drapes of sorts), hair styled to perfection, oozing sophistication, not a pritt stick, a harmonica or a mushy cheerio in sight – oh, and without raisins lurking in the bottom of my glitzy handbag either.
I’m dignified, calm and controlled – not cold as some may describe the Baroness – but you certainly won’t catch me belting my heart out on the hillside about doors closing and windows opening; nor will you find me splashing about in the shallows of the lake post capsize whilst supposedly in loco parentis. Nor will I be slinking off back to the abbey at the first sniff of love. I really am a hopeless romantic after all.
So, what do I do about this parenting dilemma I find myself in? Should I banish the Baroness? Be the permanent flibbertigibbet, will-o’-the wisp, the clown? The perfect Maria Mum? Or maybe just a pure and simple, balanced female? For now, that suits me. But when my split personality parenting type becomes multiple and traits of the Captain start creeping in, I may, with whistle in hand, think again.
Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed this why not head over to my Facebook Author Page and check out what else I’m up to:
https://www.facebook.com/pollymwalker
Or even take a peek at my children’s book:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1906954801
Polly x
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Hi!
I’m Polly. I’m a Mum, a wifey, an artist, author and a freelance mediator.
My background is in special educational needs – specifically teaching and supporting children and young people experiencing challenging behavioural and emotional difficulties, many of whom were permanently excluded from their mainstream schools. As a result I hold matters of social inclusion and self-esteem – particularly in young people – very close to my heart, and it is this passion that led me to write and illustrate my children’s book. It features a lovable worm, slug, a maggot and a leech! Check it out at:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00T9PKCFA
You won’t find me getting on my high horse or creating too much controversy via my posts. I’d like my blog to be a place to share informative, interesting or fun adventures, experiences and discoveries, whether they are related to family life, education, social inclusion, children’s lit, or just plain and simple nice or quirky things that I hope you’ll be interested in too!
My blogs are sometimes featured in the Huffington Post and you can check out what I’m up to, whether it’s school visits, personalised artworks or mediation news at my Facebook page:
https://www.facebook.com/pollymwalker
Thank you for reading.
xxx