It’s interesting when I talk about mummakate with people I always get the question ‘so what parenting method do you ascribe to?’ . It throws me for six a little as I’m not sure if I’m meant to follow some method to be a proper parent or have a particular way of doing things in the blog.
I am my method, it is going great, thanks for asking. Most of the time anyway. The kid is two after all. I’m a bonafide success story.
Parenting adds definition to my person, I’m a Mum, Matisse’s Mum, I’m also a wife, a writer, an employee a terrible cook and an okay housekeeper. I love it but I would put my ‘method’ down as chaotic. It’s all labels. A bit of this and a bit of that. Actually it’s possibly more instinct and what fits the family dynamic.
Growing rather large and very excited at the prospect of becoming a Mum I researched all possibilities and ways in which you do things. One gazillion books and many blogs, stories upon stories about what works. They say the magic will happen if you follow the steps but it doesn’t necessarily work for everybody.
I quickly learnt my heart ruled. Wow, that sounds stupidly mushy. I couldn’t handle her crying so I would stay with her until after she was asleep so that I could creep out ever so quietly avoiding all creaks in the floor. It was ridiculous but it worked for us. I was the failure at self settling. Many hours were spent and in the end I discovered feeding her to sleep was the most brilliant thing ever invented. Whoever came up with it, kudos to them.
Ultimately I have found that the parenting gig is pretty cool when you take the pressure off and keep muddling along. No real method in this but if you find one that makes life work for you let me know.
P.S Through all the trials of the first year she now goes to sleep like a champ. Most of the time…..