Being a father to a hyperactive toddler is so surreal. It’s a different feeling, very different from what you’ve had all your life. The thought of putting a little diva before you for everything, the fiery desire to give her best of everything makes me go work harder and think about unthinkable stuff about couple of years ago.
Keeping her safe, keeping her away from common stuff that leads to sickness, providing best opportunities to learn, grow and excel. That’s the ultimate motive and objective that drives me day in and day out.
When you are tired after a hectic day of driving, work, bickering on social media, tensions of supporting your team in the cricket world cup and keeping nose up in the family affairs, a sight of her makes you refresh and forget all the worries, troubles of life. One wish from her to be in my arms or play with her or do a peek-a-boo melts me. And I try to be the best I can for her.
I have fought with some close people, altered relationships, taken confrontations with family on either sides when the beliefs to upbring her clashed. I want to do it my way, irrespective of any pressure, irrespective of any specific style or culture. We live in a foreign land, we have her born in this land, we are raising her here, so for sure the rules, values from here will be embedded. The culture back home, the values back home are important too, but the culture of land we are in should take precedence. We don’t want to be outcasts or come across as different from the rest in terms of usual stuff parents do for their children here.
We’ve come across so many new parents in last 2 years. We have seen pros, cons of their deliveries, place of their deliveries, their choices, our choices, the help they got, the help we got, the things they do, the things we do. In the hindsight of all, I don’t mince words in saying that we have been doing a very good job as parents. We have been protective, we have been very caring, we have sat down and discussed the way we want to upbring her, plan out the activities and funds for her and such mundane stuff.
There is always a pressure on every parent to raise a child the way their parents did. I am not fond of this idea at all. The situations back then were different, the situations now are different, the technology plays a huge role today in everything we do and raising a girl is no different. The gadgets are here to stay and we have to use them. Of course, the time has to be limited so that the kids get some time to learn things from natural environment, play the toys and explore, grasp etc etc. There are poems, songs, toys, apps for toddlers, they help us, they don’t distract us. Sometimes the old generation isn’t able to make sense out of it, but then my job is to make them understand to a limit.
The toddlers back in India get a better environment than here in terms of number of people in family. There are family members, extended family members, friends and then there are grandparents. We don’t have such luxury here all the time. The weather here keeps us house arrested for almost half a year. The grandparents make a trip here once in 2 years and we go visit our country once in 2-3 years. So that puts our toddlers at a little disadvantage here. But we try to make up for it by talking to our kids, taking them out for play in play yards, ,malls with designated play areas for kids, bounce towns, playgroups etc. This is something which is missing in India. Or if it is there, I am unaware of it.