We’ve all heard of High School parenting classes (maybe in not such crass terms but the idea is still there). We’ve all heard the horrors of lugging around a flour sack or even a mechanical doll that screams and cries like a real one. And we’ve all had a good laugh over the trauma.
But – these classes – do they really make a difference? Does hauling around a mechanical doll that screams and cries randomly and only needs a minute or two of rocking to shut it up really show the trials of parenthood? Hormonal teenagers see the project as a six to nine week nuisance, yes? And, come on, do babies really scare away people? (Mechanical ones, I mean.)
Babies grow up, and rather quickly I might add. For a year, they’re small and uncertain and always crying. Then they’re two, and walking, talking, and climbing. They don’t stop yelling, however. So, how is a mechanical baby going to show the trials of parenthood?
It doesn’t. It’s a teaser, yes. It shows what the beginning will be like, and it begs for patience and tolerance. But what about everything else? The hardest part of parenthood – the childhood.
If people really want to show teenagers and possibly college students (the current generation apparently has a delayed maturity) what parenthood is like then they need to create ‘Parent for a Day.’ And I mean, parent for a day. Not a few hours here or there. I mean, the whole day.
And the age can vary, from 2 to 7. But from morning to night, the “parent” takes care of the child. And I don’t mean like a babysitter, but like a parent. All the way from entertaining the kid to running errands to doing chores. The typical (non-working) day of a mother or father.
Now that’s a typical day in the life of a parent. Not a mechanical doll that cries and yells randomly. But a bright-eyed, very much alive child who can speak, demand, yell, cry, and run (all at once even). And doing errands and chores with a bored kid is no easy feat. And entertaining a kid will show you just how old you’re getting.
I imagine that will (or could) make all the difference. Much more than a sack of flour or mechanical baby can ever do at least.
Sounds like somebody’s biological clock is ticking… tick tick tick… lol