Different experience for me. My mum was a lovely person who never pressured me into anything, and in retrospect I wish she had, just a tiny bit more.
She asked for example if I wanted to learn an instrument - and I said no, and she respected that and didn’t push. The truth is that I’d have actually loved to, but I was afraid of failing, and scared to start.
Now in my late thirties I finally bought an electric piano and started learning.
I don’t blame my mum at all, but I guess my point is that kids will very often say “no” to things, because no is the easy answer. If she’d said instead “try a couple of lessons, and if you don’t enjoy it you can stop” then the outcome would have been quite different.
OK but if she actually believed you didn’t want to do it, she did right by not pushing it.
Parents need to figure out when their kids say no because they are nervous and when they say no because they mean no. Ignoring your wishes everytime is not the way to go.
Music in particular I would kind of consider an exception, just because of the benefits of giving early musical education can help so much with acquiring the “language” while the brain is still in sponge mode, 4 to 10 years old.
If you’re forcing your teenager to work at it day and night and to go to the conservatory etc, that’s a different story.
My parents were rather strict with the music lessons, which I did sometimes resent at the time. These days I’m grateful as I couldn’t imagine not being able to just play the music that’s in my head. My parents a little less so, as they have heard “enough Prokofiev for a lifetime”, and my polyrhythms make them feel like they have a “heart attack”.
My parents let me be interested in things, but they would absolutely force me to finish things until their period ended, or force me to do at least another year of the activity. So I did a season of soccer before I realised I hated it and only liked softball, and I was thankfully forced to do another year of orchestra in 6th grade, making me realize I loved it and wanted to continue instead of dropping.
I was forced to keep doing dance another 2 years despite hating it by the end unfortunately, but I’m not too upset by that.
Holy shit are you me? Cause this. Things would get slightly tough, they’d ask if I still wanted to do (x) where that’s gymnastics, choir, etc. I’d say yes I want to quit cause I’m a kid, and then we just stopped. I have no idea what I want to exist.
Too many parents have things they wish they could do or wish they were good at, and their logic becomes “I wish my parents had forced me to do this when I was younger, so I am going to force my kid to do this even if they hate it.” Growing up in that sort of household sucks, and just causes resentment.
Good parenting is supporting your kid’s interests, while being upfront about expectations. If your kid wants to do art, support their endeavors but be clear that it’s not an easy field to make a living in if that is their goal so as not to set them up for disappointment later in life. Make sure it’s something they want for themselves first.
There’s no catch-all plan for parenting. Some kids need to be pushed, some need space, and there’s no way to tell whether the approach was the best approach until “Monday Morning”. All we can do is reflect later on when kids become adults, and even then who knows what the path not taken would have sown? Hopefully, being loving and compassionate is enough, and the fact that we did our best is what will be remembered.
Happy Mother’s Day to all you Moms out there doing the best you can!
Yeah, I’m in my thirties making a good living loving what I’m doing and she still regularly brings up how sad it is I gave up on my “true passion” - the thing she pushed me into that I told her over and over I didn’t want to do. She cried when I didn’t choose it as my major. So… not applicable in my case
I should clarify that my intent was never to say all children should be pushed. I just meant that there is now way to tell what the right choice would have been until the child is already grown. Of course, dragging a kid kicking and screaming through the mud is never the way, but for every story an adult has about working in a career they hate, there’s another (see below) that wishes they were playing the piano like they were as a child, but gave up when it was hard and their folks let them quit. We can only reflect on the path taken, good or bad, because the path not taken is unknowable. Of COURSE you know now what the best choice was, you are living in the future of your past self.
Unfortunately, all we humans can do is try to gauge what will bring our children happiness in the future, and maybe we get it right, maybe we fuck it up. As long as you are coming from a place of love, compassion, and understanding, that’s all we can do.
I work in the construction industry, and when talking g about safety, we say that you’ll never know the thousands of lives your choices saved. You only know the choices that didn’t. And you’ll never forget them.
This is sweet, happy mother’s day to those moms. My mom pushed me into things I didn’t like and told her I didn’t like. So this gave me emotions lol
Different experience for me. My mum was a lovely person who never pressured me into anything, and in retrospect I wish she had, just a tiny bit more.
She asked for example if I wanted to learn an instrument - and I said no, and she respected that and didn’t push. The truth is that I’d have actually loved to, but I was afraid of failing, and scared to start.
Now in my late thirties I finally bought an electric piano and started learning.
I don’t blame my mum at all, but I guess my point is that kids will very often say “no” to things, because no is the easy answer. If she’d said instead “try a couple of lessons, and if you don’t enjoy it you can stop” then the outcome would have been quite different.
OK but if she actually believed you didn’t want to do it, she did right by not pushing it.
Parents need to figure out when their kids say no because they are nervous and when they say no because they mean no. Ignoring your wishes everytime is not the way to go.
Yep, which is exactly why I said that I don’t blame her at all. She did what she thought was right.
Music in particular I would kind of consider an exception, just because of the benefits of giving early musical education can help so much with acquiring the “language” while the brain is still in sponge mode, 4 to 10 years old.
If you’re forcing your teenager to work at it day and night and to go to the conservatory etc, that’s a different story.
My parents were rather strict with the music lessons, which I did sometimes resent at the time. These days I’m grateful as I couldn’t imagine not being able to just play the music that’s in my head. My parents a little less so, as they have heard “enough Prokofiev for a lifetime”, and my polyrhythms make them feel like they have a “heart attack”.
My parents let me be interested in things, but they would absolutely force me to finish things until their period ended, or force me to do at least another year of the activity. So I did a season of soccer before I realised I hated it and only liked softball, and I was thankfully forced to do another year of orchestra in 6th grade, making me realize I loved it and wanted to continue instead of dropping.
I was forced to keep doing dance another 2 years despite hating it by the end unfortunately, but I’m not too upset by that.
Holy shit are you me? Cause this. Things would get slightly tough, they’d ask if I still wanted to do (x) where that’s gymnastics, choir, etc. I’d say yes I want to quit cause I’m a kid, and then we just stopped. I have no idea what I want to exist.
100% this.
Too many parents have things they wish they could do or wish they were good at, and their logic becomes “I wish my parents had forced me to do this when I was younger, so I am going to force my kid to do this even if they hate it.” Growing up in that sort of household sucks, and just causes resentment.
Good parenting is supporting your kid’s interests, while being upfront about expectations. If your kid wants to do art, support their endeavors but be clear that it’s not an easy field to make a living in if that is their goal so as not to set them up for disappointment later in life. Make sure it’s something they want for themselves first.
There’s no catch-all plan for parenting. Some kids need to be pushed, some need space, and there’s no way to tell whether the approach was the best approach until “Monday Morning”. All we can do is reflect later on when kids become adults, and even then who knows what the path not taken would have sown? Hopefully, being loving and compassionate is enough, and the fact that we did our best is what will be remembered.
Happy Mother’s Day to all you Moms out there doing the best you can!
Yeah, I’m in my thirties making a good living loving what I’m doing and she still regularly brings up how sad it is I gave up on my “true passion” - the thing she pushed me into that I told her over and over I didn’t want to do. She cried when I didn’t choose it as my major. So… not applicable in my case
I should clarify that my intent was never to say all children should be pushed. I just meant that there is now way to tell what the right choice would have been until the child is already grown. Of course, dragging a kid kicking and screaming through the mud is never the way, but for every story an adult has about working in a career they hate, there’s another (see below) that wishes they were playing the piano like they were as a child, but gave up when it was hard and their folks let them quit. We can only reflect on the path taken, good or bad, because the path not taken is unknowable. Of COURSE you know now what the best choice was, you are living in the future of your past self.
Unfortunately, all we humans can do is try to gauge what will bring our children happiness in the future, and maybe we get it right, maybe we fuck it up. As long as you are coming from a place of love, compassion, and understanding, that’s all we can do.
I work in the construction industry, and when talking g about safety, we say that you’ll never know the thousands of lives your choices saved. You only know the choices that didn’t. And you’ll never forget them.