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Growing with the childHi everyone,
We've been sick for two days. Outside the sun is shining gloriously, and we cough, sneeze, swoon around the house. Tom seems the healthies of us, he plays with his new giraffe toy and sometimes coughs and sneezes but he seems happier than his parents. You could learn from that!
PhD work done: none. Read a bit about the main character's daughter, whom her mother tries to raise differently from the way she was raised - and thus raising her the same. Vicious circle. Of course we are all trying to do the best for our kids, mean well, , want to outdo the education our parents gave us. We pretend to be so different but the above mentioned aims are exactly what all parents want for their children. I, for instance, would have loved to get more of a musical education, with learning instruments, going to the theatre or even the movies, discussing books, all the things I am still trying to catch up with, which my professional carreer just proves, I think. But that's not what Tom wants; it's what I have wanted for myself! I guess, I have to acknowledge that Tom might be very much into sports, at least, he lives in the US! Or that he might love engines, cars, trucks, stuff that I have never been into at all! It's difficult to be fair, to be just, to be objective, even now at this early stage. I should love him for being different from me, from us! The main character's daughter somehow manages to accept that her mom is different and yet that she, as her daughter, is in part the same. The daughter is bright (but then, she's fictional!). She sees her mother with some irony and can well distinguish between her mother's wishes and her own. But maybe that's because her mother tells her everything that has happened in her life up to the point of the present? -- I have kept a diary for over 20 years now, would I ever show it to my kid(s)? Would I want Tom to read this?
Am I ever to grow into being a mom?
But let's come back to some down-to-earth topic. I wanted to purchase a highchair for Tom, one of those that "grow with the child". Here, in the US, you have to pay more than $200, I even found some for over $400. Who would pay that for a chair? My idea of this kind of chair was and still is to have Tom sit at the table with us during meal times, because we regard them as family events, three times a day, where there is talk, and food, and entertainment, culture! I still think that taking part in that culture requires equal oportunities at the table, and SHARING the table in the literal sense as well as figuratively. Does culture have to be so expensive? It's just some wood beams nailed together. (I have not skills in carpenter things whatsover but the things don't look too difficult on the Internet). So what do I do? Have one shipped from Europe, so the shipping is costlier than the item itself? Give in and buy a super douper plastic chair that is of no use after one or two years?
Anyone an answer for that? Reply then!
Tom's Mom - 29.3.2008 - Schreibe einen Kommentar
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Beschreibung This Blog is a crossover of a first-time mom experience and her attempt to raise her four-month-old son and write on her PhD dissertation at the same time. Should be fun. Startseite Profil Archiv Letzte Einträge - The ambivalences of growing distance - Growing with the child - On the dilemma of becoming parent - Happy Teething! Happy Thinking! - Ah, here we go |
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