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I Bribe My Baby... (And It's Okay!)
The experts may think I'm a bad mom, but sometimes I just have to make my kids an offer they can't refuse
By Christina Boyle, Babytalk
On my first child's first Christmas, she received a toy that changed my life for the better. She was only 9 months old, but she took one look at her soft, bright-yellow Big Bird and fell head over heels. I knew this was the beginning of a special relationship for her -- and me: It marked the start of my career as a mom who bribes. When my baby girl would fuss or want my attention while I was busy cooking dinner or folding laundry, I'd give her Birdie to play with. When she could walk and preferred heading for the hills to heeding my warnings, I'd wave Birdie in the air and she'd rush toward me until he was in her embrace. I eventually let her sleep with the thing (by then less than bright on the yellow scale): I'd plop her in the crib and fork over Birdie, then stroll out of her room without a care. This whole bribing thing has worked out pretty darn well for me. I bribe my three kids to prevent a meltdown, to thwart a meltdown in progress, or to encourage nice behavior. It's often done in public to protect innocent bystanders' ears. At home, it keeps the peace among the three of them, or them and me.
So What's the Problem? When a Treat Does the Trick When pressed, a whopping 80 percent of moms will admit to bribing in one fashion or another. For example, my friend Lesley, who has two babies about 13 months apart, bribes the older one with Hello Kitty fruit snacks when she wants her to come downstairs. When another mom I know, Becca, needs to make a phone call, she says she "feeds the pigeons" because she tosses bite-size crackers or Teddy Grahams at her little guys to keep them quiet. My other friend Margot says she's good at sticking to the experts' rules until the sun goes down. All day long she says "no pacifier," but at bedtime she caves and puts at least eight pacifiers in the crib. Margot, take heed: We think pacis at bedtime are totally fine. Another theoretical no-no we give the thumbs-up to: letting the bambino keep the ba-ba into toddlerhood if it keeps you both sane. Margot has also bribed her daughter with false promises about fun things they'll do in the morning, like go to the zoo, since the baby isn't likely to remember it anyway. "Aren't you sorry you asked?" Margot inquired. Au contraire, ma soeur. I'm glad I asked because it makes me feel like I'm not a bad mom after all, even though I've gone so far as to bribe my babies in church. One Saturday evening, when the twins were about 18 months old, I brought them and their big sister (around 41⁄2 at the time) to church, sans Dad. Before mass started, I could sense the twins getting restless, so I reached for a treat to plug them up (they were safely buckled into their stroller). Just then, the priest walked by and looked directly at the four of us. I was sure he'd busted me giving my kids candy in church, but he just looked at me and said, "It's okay. Do what you've got to do to be here." After he walked away, my big girl said, "Mommy, he's so nice. Is that God?" And I said, "Sort of." Christina Boyle is the coauthor of Twin Set: Moms of Multiples Share Survive and Thrive Secrets (Three Rivers Press, July 2008). Check out her blog at Twinsetmoms.com. |
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