When You Whine, You Get Nothing

Recently I had a conversation with some friends about how the behavior of our children (and sometimes other people's) can affect our mental state and feeling of life balance.

The reality-laced joke is that they all send their kids to my house to experience what they call, "Auntie Charlene's Boot Camp." 

Consider me the sarcastic, overworked, intolerant version of SuperNanny.  I get results, even without an interesting accent.  I swear you can get anyone to do anything in America with proper English diction.

In my domain, manners are non-negotiable. When one of my children says something like, "I'm thirsty," they are likely to get a response from me such as, "That sounds like a big problem." 

Child: "I want a drink."   Me: "Good luck with that."

Child: "Can I have a drink."    Me: "No, thank you."

I keep my demeanor calm and dismissive.  I don't explain, "You need to use your magic words."  Certainly you'll never hear a sing-song voice come out of me chiding, "What do you saaaayyyy???"  Just typing it makes me want to throw up a little.

My kids know the rules and there are no second chances. It's a simple formula which any child will learn remarkably quickly as long as you're steadfast and consistent.

Lack of "please" = request denied.  Period. 

Okay, so I'm a little mean.  (Don't tell my kids; they have no idea.) 

Healthy life balance includes setting boundaries.  Funnily enough, kids prefer to have boundaries.  Oh, they won't admit it but it's true.

Positive reinforcement is also really important. Even though they must say "please" and "thank you," I'm sure to give praise every single time they do.

Lots of energy to the behavior I want and as little as possible for the behavior I don't want.  (Yes, it works with romantic partners too.)
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Along those lines, we have another rule in my house which is, "When you whine, you get nothing."  

My kids know without a shadow of a doubt that they will never get what they want (i.e. wear me down) by whining.   If they lose their minds for a minute and start whining, they know at best they will be ignored. 

At worst, especially if we're in public, I will start singing.  I've said it before and it's true. Amazing how just a few bars of "I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy" in WalMart will make even the crankiest kids clam right up.

I'm counting on this being even more effective the closer my daughter gets to the teenage years.   I may have to resort to the theme song from Barney for optimal results.

The axiom "when you whine, you get nothing" works for adults too.  Life is so much more rewarding from the perspective of gratitude.  

 It's not always easy to live in a perpetual "no whining zone."  Trust me, I know.  But it's worth the effort.

Anytime you catch yourself being a Negative Nancy, just start singing "I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandeeeee...".  And, smile.

Best,
Charlene

Five Holiday Stress Relievers

My sister called me this morning and told me she needed some of that "work/life balance stuff."   Sick kid, broken computer, school deadlines, rude Starbucks clerk, yada, yada, yada. Yikes - poor thing was ready to go right over the edge.

As I told her that true life balance is internal, I realised I was reminding myself of these words as much as I was saying them to her.

"Dude, we gotta pay even more attention to what's happening on the inside when clearly we have no control over the madness around us."

Still, the holidays are practically synonymous with the "slippery slope."   So many potential pitfalls.  Nevermind the usual stress of work, school and home.  (Does anyone take a vacation anymore?)  Now there are shopping crowds, poorly timed man colds, holiday traffic, cooking nightmares, screaming kids who are not yours so you can't beat them (j/k), too many dysfunctional family members in one place at one time.  

Let's face it - crazy is the gift that keeps on giving!

All this in mind, last year I wrote this list of things which can help anyone stay cool as a cucumber over the next couple of weeks.  Cuz ya know, Santa would probably frown upon us taking a hostage or something.

1. Attitude of Gratitude.  Thank you. Thank You. Thank You.  Say it early and often.  Another thing I've been working on is when someone says "thank you," to respond with "my pleasure."  Okay, so I got this from the mom on 19 Kids & Counting.  It's still valid.  Try it. 

2. Square Breathing.  This is one of my favorite stress relievers.  Breathe in for four slow counts (1....2....3....4).  Hold the breath for four slow counts (1....2....3....4).  Breathe out for four slow counts (1....2....3....4). Hold for four slow counts (1....2....3....4).    Do this cycle several times until the urge to scream goes away.    Keep it calm and slow.  If you find yourself breathing in and out too quickly, count to eight.  Hyperventilating and passing out is not the goal.  No blue people.

3. Heart Glow.  Another meditative technique which I love, love, love.   Close your eyes. Take slow, deep, calm breaths.  As you breathe in, imagine a little glow in your chest near your heart.  Like a pilot light or the flame of a match. As you breathe out, picture the light getting bigger.  As it grows, imagine feelings of peace and happiness also growing.  Keep breathing as the light and happiness fills your whole body.  Then, the glow completely surrounds you.  Finally, imagine that you are a beacon of light and happiness radiating out into the world.   Rinse.  Repeat.

4. Smile Dammit!  Go ahead.  Turn that frown upside down. Smiling has been called "free therapy."  There is a scientific theory that smiling actually "provides enough peripheral information to drive positive emotional experience." Basically, faking it helps make it.  For me, it also helps me if I see other people smiling and laughing, especially my kids.  So give a tickle, tell a joke, sit on a whoopee cushion. Yuck it up.  It's all good.

5. Let Go & Grow.  Send that inner control freak on vacation.  If you've ever planned any big occasion or event, you should know by now that things often don't go as planned.  I tend to be overly organized as a coping mechanism.  So when someone messes with my best laid plans, I really have to remind myself to go with the flow.

The bottom line is this:
       Regardless of religious beliefs, holidays are about being together, appreciating, enjoying and rejoicing.  Getting all stressed out somewhat defeats the purpose, right?

Wishing you health, happiness & prosperity!
Best,
Charlene