Kids often see their parents as invincible. Often stubborn and strict, they’re the epitome of doing things right, or at least they seem so until some point in adolescence when we finally start developing our independent take on things we carry throughout life.
But it turns out, this couldn’t be further from the truth. Parents are no strangers to embarrassing screwups, and in fact, while raising you, have experienced a very solid share of them. “What are your parenting fails?” one dad tweeted, stirring a confessionary thread full of hilarious stories from moms and dads.
From whooping your son like ‘a fun dad’ only to realize it was not your kid to teaching your child the art of tossing a pancake that ended with him taking a hit from the pan, parents are far from perfect, but hey, who is, really?
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Bored Panda reached out to Kimberly Koljat, a licensed marriage and family therapist who shared a couple of very important and interesting insights on what children take on from adults, and how we can never underestimate their understanding about the world.
“Children are immensely observant, and pick up on cues from caregivers and significant support individuals in their lives. Young children’s main need in life is attunement, which is why we, as adults in their lives, have a very important role of co-regulating children and being emotionally congruent models for them,” Kimberly explained.
For example, according to the licensed family therapist, children often know when their parents are divorcing long before parents believe them to know. And it’s “not because they 'overheard' them talking about it, but because of emotional cues leading up to the event of separation.”
Kimberly also said that one of the biggest skill sets we can offer children in their development is helping them expand their emotional literacy. “As adults, we assume that means we teach them words to express how they feel, but that is only one way of knowing. Children are communicating and learning through their other ways of knowing—verbally, kinesthetically, visually.”
It’s crucial to help them understand more complex emotions and the important skill of empathy, like “the four basic feelings of mad, sad, glad, and afraid” that “are just the start.” Kimberly explained: “Brene Brown has a wonderful animated video on YouTube on empathy that can help adults and children alike understand how to practice this skill that fosters understanding, equality, and kindness. Modeling for children and youth the importance of empathy, understanding difference doesn’t mean 'wrong,' and learning to tolerate what may be experienced as frustration can be important skill sets to build with the children in their lives.”
Kimberly also said it is true adults often underestimate children’s capability of understanding the world around them. It turns out, “it can even have a negative impact on children and their sense of self.”
“In some cases this may reinforce the belief that their thoughts or beliefs are not to be trusted or invalid, which later creates difficulty in setting boundaries, making decisions, or maintaining a positive sense of self,” the family therapist concluded.
I did that once inside and my son's head stopped the ceiling fan. Thankfully it was on low speed and he was okay.
My mother was a nurse. Nurses often don't notice broken bones until it's that bad. After all, if you're not screaming, unconscious, or gushing blood.... You'll be fine! ------ As a kid, I broke something, but my mom decided it wasn't broken. It never healed properly. She still apologizes, at least.
The talent to be able to get from the middle of a king sized bed to stuck between the bed and bedside table. And at just six weeks old!
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My third kid used to crawl backwards. I'd be cooking dinner in the kitchen while the three little ones played in the living room. Often, when I poked my head in to check on them, wouldn't see him. Inevitably i would find him under the couch...because he had crawled feet first into it. He never cried...never made a sound. He'd just lay there and wait for me to come and pull him out!
Those little critters move fast the second they know you're not looking.
I placed my not yet rolling over baby on the floor in what I thought was a safe manner while I brushed my teeth (was visiting my dad so no crib). I came back and she was gone. I absolutely freaked out until I looked under the bed. She had learned to roll over while I was brushing my teeth. She was fine other than being covered in dust bunnies.
Myself and both my siblings fell off the bed as babies. Apparently it's a very common thing.
Been there! My son had never made it over the berm of blankets and pillows until that time. Come into the room to legs flailing and a nice indentation from the bed frame on his soft forehead! Picked him up and he was smiling...
One of the first lessons learnt: You never leave your baby on a chair/bed/table/sofa and leave the room, regardless of how big the furniture seems to be and how deep asleep baby appears to be. If you can't take them with you, give them to someone or put them into a crib or pram, just put them on the floor with carpet or blanket - no rolling off from there :-)
A six week old can't usually roll over yet, and a king size bed is HUGE, so it's a completely understandable mistake. Something smaller, sure, but it takes effort for a full size adult to roll off a bed that big, much less a newborn.
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This one's not so funny, but I was putting clothes away in a dresser next to the bed. I had my daughter sitting on the bed, thinking creating a buffer zone with the comforter would suffice as keeping her in the middle of the bed. She got really excited to come to me and lunge crawled towards me, on top of the comforter which then fell over the edge of the bed, taking her with her. It all happened so fast I could catch her time and I felt like a terrible mom.
I once dropped my baby sister off the table when she was 1 or 2. Another sibling had run into me while I was playing with her. She's 6 now, and she appears to be perfectly fine. Very happy, terrible sense of humor.
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one of my best friends mum accidentally let my friend roll of the hospital bed the day after she was born
My parents once "lost" me this way. Apparently, I'd rolled off the bed and under it where I'd proceeded to fall asleep while they were frantically searching the house
Well, phones cost money to get. Babies you can make for free... The "after market" expenses on babies are quite high, though. :P
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I would honestly not call these "parenting fails" but "parenting slips". Failing are those who beat their children, feed them just junk food, let them watch TV all day all days, or never read to them. 90% of the things described here were embarrasing mishaps that make funny memories. I think it is an important lessons as a parent not to be too strict to oneself. Most of us with children try their best every single day.
I agree but would take "never read to them" off the list. I know a dyslexic parent who is uncomfortable reading even children's books but does lots of other wholesome activities with their child. Children are read to in school and can go to reading programs at the library. A parent who is unable to read is not a failure as long as they make up for it in other ways.
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Was a new mom when my son was born. He did not sleep through the night on his own until he was 5 (autism). He was about 6 months old, he woke up and I was tired. I laid him on my chest as I rocked in a recliner...we both fell asleep. I woke up to the sensation of my son rolling off my chest onto the floor. My husband and I were living at my parents house at the time. I ran into where my mother was sleeping and said "I dropped the baby!" I was panicked and she said "How far did he fall." I said "Two feet onto the carpet." My mother just looked at me. "He'll be fine. Go to bed." As I walked back to the bedroom with my son I thought "Wait...how does she know that?!?"
My dad punched me in the face once. I'm at his shoulder level, so it's actually pretty easy. He just lifted his arm up one day and turned towards me then ended up punching me. In public too. Probably didn't look very good.
Oh you could have definitely milked that for some extra candy.
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Not a "parenting fail", but more of a wife fail: At the grocery store with my husband. I was unloading the cart and asked "are you gonna give me some money" the man was not my husband, but said "I could. What are you gonna do for me?". My husband was standing behind me laughing hysterically.
My mum once took my sister who was about 3 years old into Woolworths in the UK (this was in the 1970's) and she was stood by the pick and mix counter (individually wrapped sweets you could pick and mix) and my sister kept trying to reach over the counter to grab sweets despite mum telling her she could have a sweet after their dinner. My sister did this 3 or 4 times until mum saw a hand reach up again so mum grabbed it and smacked it and said 'I said NO!' It was then that mum realised that the child she'd smacked on the hand was not her child but another one that had wandered up to the counter after my sister had wandered off lol
Mid 1970's. Mom went to buy brother a Gi for his martial arts class. Asked the Asian salesman for a gook.
I accidentally left my daughter at the funeral home after her grandfather's service/wake. In my defense, she said she was going home with my sister (a dozen or so blocks away) to visit with her cousins, then just didn't. Also, she was 17 at the time. Halfway to grandmas, answering the call from her with the revelation....she might as well have been 4. The immense guilt and utter failure still reign supreme.
My amazing, wonderful, kind, sweet, intelligent but ever so slightly forgetful eldest once gave me a 3 week old letter from school just as I was leaving for my work shift which at the time ended at midnight, informing me that they were to be a reindeer in the school nativity...taking place the following day. I enter panic mode. The following morning on our way to school I run into the nearest supermarket which had children's nativity costumes on sale and grab and pay for one that to my tired, stressed and frazzled brain was obviously a reindeer costume. Crisis averted, panic levels back down to within normal mum range. Eldest goes into class with costume I go to school hall ready to watch the performance. Just before the show is about to start the class teacher finds me in the audience and very quietly and discretely asks me why I have sent my child to school with a Christmas pudding outfit??? 🤦♀️🙄😬🤣🤣🤣 x
I would honestly not call these "parenting fails" but "parenting slips". Failing are those who beat their children, feed them just junk food, let them watch TV all day all days, or never read to them. 90% of the things described here were embarrasing mishaps that make funny memories. I think it is an important lessons as a parent not to be too strict to oneself. Most of us with children try their best every single day.
I agree but would take "never read to them" off the list. I know a dyslexic parent who is uncomfortable reading even children's books but does lots of other wholesome activities with their child. Children are read to in school and can go to reading programs at the library. A parent who is unable to read is not a failure as long as they make up for it in other ways.
Load More Replies... Was a new mom when my son was born. He did not sleep through the night on his own until he was 5 (autism). He was about 6 months old, he woke up and I was tired. I laid him on my chest as I rocked in a recliner...we both fell asleep. I woke up to the sensation of my son rolling off my chest onto the floor. My husband and I were living at my parents house at the time. I ran into where my mother was sleeping and said "I dropped the baby!" I was panicked and she said "How far did he fall." I said "Two feet onto the carpet." My mother just looked at me. "He'll be fine. Go to bed." As I walked back to the bedroom with my son I thought "Wait...how does she know that?!?"
My dad punched me in the face once. I'm at his shoulder level, so it's actually pretty easy. He just lifted his arm up one day and turned towards me then ended up punching me. In public too. Probably didn't look very good.
Oh you could have definitely milked that for some extra candy.
Load More Replies... Not a "parenting fail", but more of a wife fail: At the grocery store with my husband. I was unloading the cart and asked "are you gonna give me some money" the man was not my husband, but said "I could. What are you gonna do for me?". My husband was standing behind me laughing hysterically.
My mum once took my sister who was about 3 years old into Woolworths in the UK (this was in the 1970's) and she was stood by the pick and mix counter (individually wrapped sweets you could pick and mix) and my sister kept trying to reach over the counter to grab sweets despite mum telling her she could have a sweet after their dinner. My sister did this 3 or 4 times until mum saw a hand reach up again so mum grabbed it and smacked it and said 'I said NO!' It was then that mum realised that the child she'd smacked on the hand was not her child but another one that had wandered up to the counter after my sister had wandered off lol
Mid 1970's. Mom went to buy brother a Gi for his martial arts class. Asked the Asian salesman for a gook.
I accidentally left my daughter at the funeral home after her grandfather's service/wake. In my defense, she said she was going home with my sister (a dozen or so blocks away) to visit with her cousins, then just didn't. Also, she was 17 at the time. Halfway to grandmas, answering the call from her with the revelation....she might as well have been 4. The immense guilt and utter failure still reign supreme.
My amazing, wonderful, kind, sweet, intelligent but ever so slightly forgetful eldest once gave me a 3 week old letter from school just as I was leaving for my work shift which at the time ended at midnight, informing me that they were to be a reindeer in the school nativity...taking place the following day. I enter panic mode. The following morning on our way to school I run into the nearest supermarket which had children's nativity costumes on sale and grab and pay for one that to my tired, stressed and frazzled brain was obviously a reindeer costume. Crisis averted, panic levels back down to within normal mum range. Eldest goes into class with costume I go to school hall ready to watch the performance. Just before the show is about to start the class teacher finds me in the audience and very quietly and discretely asks me why I have sent my child to school with a Christmas pudding outfit??? 🤦♀️🙄😬🤣🤣🤣 x
