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Poll Results: How were you raised?

Poll expired: Aug 9, 2006  
  • 6% (15)
    by gd parents
  • 25% (60)
    by parents who were mostly gd, but hit, yelled, shamed, coerced, and/or punished too
  • 11% (26)
    by parents who did not hit, but yelled, shamed, coerced, and/or punished
  • 41% (97)
    by parents who hit, shamed, coerced, and/or punished
  • 5% (13)
    by parents who were mostly permissive
  • 10% (25)
    by parents who were abusive way beyond spanking on the bottom
236 Total Votes  
post #41 of 60
My parents shamed me, and spanked me 2-3x (around the age of 5-6 years old). They yelled once I was in my teenage years.

I felt I had it pretty easy going (compared to friends of mine who had it really bad).
post #42 of 60
I voted for the fourth option, "by parents who hit, shamed, coerced, and/or punished."

They firmly believed that children are born evil and manipulative and have to taught to be good. My dad likes to brag how I was left to CIO for hours the night they brought me home from the hospital, so that I was taught to be a "good baby" who slept all night. (When my little brother was born, there were nursery volunteers who picked up babies who cried, and my dad told the nurse supervisor that no one was to pick up my brother when he cried.) They spanked with fly swatters. They forced us to eat everything on our plate, even if it made us throw up. They forced us to "face our fears" by making us get into water when we couldn't swim and hold the bug that we were so scared of we were crying. I was a very messed up little kid--socially awkward, OCD tendencies, terrified of making a mistake, bed wetter.

When I got to be older, like junior high and high school, my dad stopped doing the abusive stuff and became almost GD. (I guess if you learn 'em right when they're little, you don't need it when they're older? ) But my mom was emotionally abusive. She was mad at the world, especially my dad for not being the perfect husband, and I somehow bore the brunt of that anger; I have enough stories to fill a book. There was also absolutely no communication in our house. We were really good at keeping everything bottled up inside. I learned about sex from friends and teen magazines.

They did a few things right, though. Despite their major flaws parenting, they were both really intelligent about the way the world works. I think when I moved out of the house, I was equipped with almost all the skills I needed to make it in the world. They were surprisingly laid-back about alcohol and dating and partying. They instilled in me the importance of education, self-reliance, and responsibility and taught me to avoid shallow people and superficial things.

What has been interesting to me is the way my views about them have changed since my daughter was born. I have a greater respect for the things they right, but I have developed a deep anger for the things they did very, very wrong.
post #43 of 60
I just want to say how much I admire all you mamas who had such difficult childhoods and are finding the strength to break the cycle of pain. Some of your posts have made me so sad. I naively had no idea that people could be so cruel to children. It also makes me want to give my parents a big hug, because with all their flaws, they tried (and still try) to be the best parents they could be, and I think they succeeded pretty well; my brother, sister, and I are pretty well-adjusted adults and we are all still very close as a family. I certainly can better appreciate them now. to all you brave mamas!
post #44 of 60
I voted "hit, shamed, coerced, and punished". My parents were borderline abusive, but nothing that the law would have done anything about. My dad hit a lot, and he is a BIG guy who doesn't know his own strength. He's gotten a lot better, though, but through my teenage years was very permissive (allowed drinking, etc). My mom and I have wrestled eachother to the ground before over the dumbest stuff. She was the "because I said so" type. She was also very inconsistent with rules, depending on her mood. I'm going to try not to let my mood affect the rules.
post #45 of 60
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Originally Posted by Rigama
For a long time I didn't want kids because I was afraid i'd turn out just like she did.
OMG! I so understand how you felt! I was terrified about becoming a mom. I always felt like I wasn't worthy or good enough to become a parent and that I didn't deserve to be a mom. I spent several years in therapy working on this to get to the point where I could actually feel like it was OK for me to get pregnant.

I was spanked with a belt and hands and stuff, but for the most part, I was smart enough (and sly enough) to not get into trouble that would land me a spanking. My brother on the other hand, doesn't understand how to be subtle and was beaten on a lot. I often ended up a reluctant witness ("you get back here" if I tried to escape) to the yelling and violence.

We were also belittled and called horrible names on a regular basis. My dad slapped me across the face once when I was a teenager and knocked me onto my bed. I probably copped an attitude, or heck, maybe I just tried to express myself, hard to say since he was so unpredictable. After that I wouldn't let him come within 10 feet of me for a few days. He never hit me again.

But I'd definitely say the worst of it was the coercion, emotional abuse, shaming and love-withdrawal. If I didn't agree with something that my dad said and it pi$$ed him off, he wouldn't speak to me or acknowledge my existence until I apologized (even when he was wrong) and then agreed with him (even when I'm sure he new it was a lie).

I pretty much wrote him off and amazingly he's actually worked hard to not be such a jerk. I always felt hurt that he was so good with my cousins when they came to visit. I thought why couldn't he be that way with us?

My brother is bipolar (extreme case - he's scary if he's not on his meds) and I'd bet money my dad is as well. He quit drinking when I was about 13 but I remember being confused and so disappointed that though he was home at night and sober after that, he was still mean and scary.

The weird thing is that I worked through most of my issues with my dad (we actually have an OK relationship now thanks to time, distance and healing on both our parts). But I have noticed issues with my mom I didn't know existed until after I was pregnant and had DD.

OK. Probably TMI. I tend to . DH and I were just talking about family of origin patterns and present relationships so the timing was very relevant for me. Thanks for the poll. It was good to see a number of people had chosen "mostly GD." I was kind of surprised.

to all of us who are breaking the cycle of abuse!
post #46 of 60
I was raised by parents who believed in GD and they in turn were raised by parents who believed in GD. They never spanked us or called us names or put us down. They were excellent parents. I thank my lucky stars for that. I was such an shy, introverted child. I can't imagine how much more neurotic I would have been if I had parents who weren't as GD as mine were.

My parents preferred method of discipling was scolding or lengthy lectures. My dad has never laid a hand on me or my brother. Ever. My mom has slapped me across the face once. I recall one instance when my mom got so mad at my brother and I for something we did (can't remember what it was). She was livid. I remember she said "I could kill you both" and my dad nearly went through the roof when he heard that from her. He berated her for saying something like that to us, their children. That's probably the "worst" thing I can recall from my childhood. My mom has never said anything like that since that episode.

All those mamas who are breaking the cycle..I applaud you. Some of the posts in here made me so sad. I can't imagine how parents can treat their children that way. :
post #47 of 60
Quote:
Originally Posted by Jennisee
I voted for the fourth option, "by parents who hit, shamed, coerced, and/or punished."

They firmly believed that children are born evil and manipulative and have to taught to be good. My dad likes to brag how I was left to CIO for hours the night they brought me home from the hospital, so that I was taught to be a "good baby" who slept all night. (When my little brother was born, there were nursery volunteers who picked up babies who cried, and my dad told the nurse supervisor that no one was to pick up my brother when he cried.) They spanked with fly swatters. They forced us to eat everything on our plate, even if it made us throw up. They forced us to "face our fears" by making us get into water when we couldn't swim and hold the bug that we were so scared of we were crying. I was a very messed up little kid--socially awkward, OCD tendencies, terrified of making a mistake, bed wetter.

When I got to be older, like junior high and high school, my dad stopped doing the abusive stuff and became almost GD. (I guess if you learn 'em right when they're little, you don't need it when they're older? ) But my mom was emotionally abusive. She was mad at the world, especially my dad for not being the perfect husband, and I somehow bore the brunt of that anger; I have enough stories to fill a book. There was also absolutely no communication in our house. We were really good at keeping everything bottled up inside. I learned about sex from friends and teen magazines.

They did a few things right, though. Despite their major flaws parenting, they were both really intelligent about the way the world works. I think when I moved out of the house, I was equipped with almost all the skills I needed to make it in the world. They were surprisingly laid-back about alcohol and dating and partying. They instilled in me the importance of education, self-reliance, and responsibility and taught me to avoid shallow people and superficial things.

What has been interesting to me is the way my views about them have changed since my daughter was born. I have a greater respect for the things they right, but I have developed a deep anger for the things they did very, very wrong
WOW! I could have written your post! Excpet the CIO part! My mom would never let us CIO, ever. I know that for sure. But the rest is so my life. MY dad never wanted to save any money for us because he believed we will all end up in a prison. My older brother is very messed up because my dad kept drilling this into his head - you are a criminal who's gonna end up in a prison anyway, so why would I do anything for you? He never wanted to do anything for me either. I wanted to play an instrument and he always said: "If I knew you'd stick to it I'd buy it for you" - so I never got anything. He always wanted a warantee that anything he did for us was going to pay of for him somehow. Everything was conditional. Even things we desperatelly needed like clothing

I am really messed up when it comes to food also....because of the fact that we HAD to finnish everything on our plate, not matter how much we hated it. Even at school (I grew up in Communismus back till I was 15 years old) we had to finnish everything on our plate otherwise we were in trouble!
Now meal time is the biggest issue with me and my son. I have to really control myself to not force him into food the same way. That's been my biggest chalenge so far. But I am getting better I think!

The last part you wrote is also so so true with me!! I thought I have forgiven everything to my dad until I got pregnant with my first child - EVERYTHING came back up and I developped deep hate for him and his actions towards me as a child. It took me a very long time to get over it again. I was very mean to him and did not trust him with anything.

It's really interesting to read all the responses here. HOw everyone was raised and how it has efected their lives. Sometimes I wonder how much does it have to do with out "born" strenght and personality to deal with stuff. I grew up basicly side to side to my friend (we knew each other since about 4 years old till now - we are both in our 30's) and we know EVERYTHING about each other lives, parents, everything. She came out really really messed up and I think I turned our really good - so sometimes I wonder if we had an opportunity to switch our parents - I still thing we would have turned out EXACTLY the same way. Anyway, just thinking "out loud" here...
post #48 of 60
This is a great thread. It is important to talk these things out and recognize them as a component of who we are and the way we parent our kids. Even more important is taking the final step, accept ourselves and take responsibility for who we are today and for what we want to do with our precious dc. This at the same time is very liberating. Our own children will one day - no matter how many mistakes we make - will have to take responsibility for their lives and forgive us and move forward. This is no excuse for bad parenting, but I think the experiences of moms who post on this forum and who were hit, spanked and belittled and have nevertheless developed fantastic parenting skills makes you really see how blaming others for our mistakes is not the answer. It is important to pass this message o our kids also. The central figure in my life is me! It starts with me. I can do this now today...
post #49 of 60
Quote:
Originally Posted by MRDCatLvr
None of the options really apply to me as my parents did spank but they never shamed/cohersed us. My mom was the one who did 99% of the disipline as my father worked but she rarly raised her voice she didnt need to.
This sounds like my home. I was spanked but no one ever shamed me or made me feel badly about myself. My mom was the one who did the disipline most of the time but my dad didnt hit or anything. He was the talker. He would talk and talk and talk till it was painful lol. As a teen I would actually ask him to hit me to get it over with because the lecture in my eyes was much worse. One thing that my mom did, that I did with dd (which i regret now) was hotsauce in a sassy mouth. She only had to do it once(as I) and everytime I would start to run my mouth she would just say "hotsauce" and I would pipe up. I have learned that fearing your kids into listening isnt the way to go.
post #50 of 60
Thread Starter 
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It's really hard to make sense of how the person who seemed to be the least violent felt like the least caring. The one who seemed the most violent was the only one who made sure I had the basic skills for self-care. And the person who took the middle path was the one who actually was the most loving, but still didn't make sure I could care for myself as an adult. Because of these experiences, it really peeves me off when people thing any one method of child care or discipline is the answer, or that any one type of discipline will ruin a kid. There are far more factors involved in raising a kid than whether you spank or don't spank. Love, concern, keeping an eye towards your child's future and his ability to care for himself, and keeping an eye open towards each child's individuality counts for a lot. So many people simply look at their own childhoods and think anything must be better than what I went through. Some think, as my mother did-- you shouldn't have to teach children much, they'll just grow and absorb. I've met kids who lived like that and many of us have a lot of resentment over not having basic skills our parents had. Others put people who beat them within an inch of their lives in the same catagory as those who were mild and occasional spankers who were just afraid to have their kids go wrong. It's all crazy. People are very different, and it doesn't help us understand what is really going on in families if we can't be honest about the subject. And having been raised by three very different women, I've come to the conclusion that parenting in opposition to your how you were parented just isn't always the answer for your unique kid-- because your kid wasn't parented by your parents!!!! Your kid is not you. Your kid does not carry the baggage your carry. You need to parent based on who your kid is, not just in reaction to how your personally were parented, or else you'll find you had the best intentions, but you'll still be doing your kid a disservice. Seriously. If nothing else, at least remember your kid doesn't carry your baggage and your grudges. So re-parent your self if you have to. But then also keep an eye on your kid and decided what to do with him or her from where they are starting, not from where you are starting. That's JMO.

Faith
I think your post brings up some interesting ideas. One for me was a reminder that children aren't meant to learn everything they need from just one person! Another was a reminder of how judgement CAN be useful or not. Judgement for me is most useful when I'm deciding what is right for me and the individual children I care for in particular. Judgement of what is better or right is valuable in deciding what actions, feelings, pov, etc I want to include in my life. At one point I felt very strongly for consensual parenting, thinking everyone could do this, couldn't they? Well I've been humbled since. I went through a move with a four year old who decided after we moved it wasn't okay anymore. For several weeks things were rough and he was angry and sad and wanted to go back to HIS house. I have also been caring for my 2 yr old nephew a couple days a week. He gets hitting, spitting, screaming mad alot of the time if you attempt to talk to him about something he is doing that you don't want him to be doing. My kids have thrived on explanations and talking about alternatives acceptable to everyone and such. My best friend and I have also talked about being noncoercive and I believe sometimes a calm, rational parent who is being coercive in a gentle way is just a decision to do so, possibly in the moment as a way to stay calm or as a way to deal with something in particular where they feel little to no wiggle room or whatever etc. I can still strive for consensual and feel that finding consenus is valuable, because I admire the ideal, BUT I do NOT think everyone could do it or even should. And I have to admit I don't feel that living 100% consensual is even possible at all in this world we live in, its just a continuous dance. We are all individuals, as are our children, and what more can we do than to do our very best each day?
And I have to say the best reminder for me in your post was that without the love and attachment with my children what would all the rest even matter! I hope my kids can look back like I can and say well I won't do this and I wish she had done that but she loves us and we love her and know that I truly did my best, like I do with my mom.
post #51 of 60
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Originally Posted by faithnj
You need to parent based on who your kid is, not just in reaction to how your personally were parented, or else you'll find you had the best intentions, but you'll still be doing your kid a disservice. Seriously. If nothing else, at least remember your kid doesn't carry your baggage and your grudges. So re-parent your self if you have to. But then also keep an eye on your kid and decided what to do with him or her from where they are starting, not from where you are starting. That's JMO.

Faith

I think this is a a really good point, Faith. Kids are SO different (even siblings within a family), and while we can all use a similar GD *framework*, different techniques and practices work for different personalities, both parent and child. It's up to us as parents to figure out how our child responds to different things, how we respond to our child, and then go from there to do the best we can.
post #52 of 60
My parents had a paddle...wooden with holes drilled in it (no wind resistance).

But I love my parents very much...they've woken up and realized that wasn't a good thing and my mom parents my youngest brother differently...although a bit too permissive for my liking
post #53 of 60
My father's family had five kids (all boys) and their parents were extremely abusive. Emotionally, phyically, verbally. My father's father was an alcoholic, and a misanthrope who left my grandmother to deal with all those kids by herself all the time. She used to line them up and paddle them one by one every day because she "just knew they'd done something to deserve it." They did not have a happy family.

My mother was an only child. Her mother was seriously f**ked up as a child, and carried a lot of emotional baggage into her parenting. My grandfather was essentially a very gentle man, but he had to deal with my grandmother and my mom, so he lost his temper a lot. My mom was spanked occasionally, but most of the behavior in her house was driven by shame and guilt.

They have five kids, me, then my sister Andrea 2 years later, my sister Catherine 4 years later, my brother Ben was born 3 years after Cat, and my sister Aimee was born 4 years after Ben. I was 13 when Aimee was born.

When Andrea and I were little my parents both spanked as well as shamed/coerced/etc. It was pretty awful, to be honest.

After Catherine was born, two things happened: 1) my Dad got sick and had to leave work to stay home with the kids, and 2) my mother started working at a very progressive preschool as a teacher. My mom was pretty deep into LLL at the time, and so they were already cosleeping and bfing, as well as doing general attachment-style parenting with Catherine. The preschool did not allow the teachers to utter the word "no" in front of the kids. They were very GD, and sent the teachers to seminars on classroom management and GD. My mother realized that this was the kind of thing she wanted to do at home, so she never spanked again.

Eventually she convinced my father that spanking was wrong. So essentially they broke the cycle of abuse themselves, and more power to them.

It was a good experience for me, I think, because I saw them raising my younger siblings without violence, and vowed that I would do the same with my own children.

They did continue to punish, and that's one thing I am trying hard not to do, but overall I think they did a good job of overcoming their childhood traumas to really become good parents.
post #54 of 60
I think I would be a much different person these days if I were lucky enough to be one of them repeating the cycle of GD.

Instead I'm one of them breaking a cycle of extreme violence that permeates every aspect of my life every day.
post #55 of 60
I was brought up in a home where children obey there parents if they don't they get disciplined for there own good as God intended. A wooden spoon ,a stick end of a feather duster are God's instruments. Sad but true. I was made to eat vegetables that made me dry retch [ cauliflower].
They still feel children should be brought up to fear God and there parents ,and bottom's were made especially by God's to train a child up in the way he should go . Needless to say I am not a Christian and am breaking the cycle of abuse in my children's lives.
post #56 of 60
Thread Starter 
Hugs to all you wonderful mommas. I've cried several times now reading some of your posts. Sometimes its so difficult to understand this world we live in. I'm grateful to my parents for loving us and I know they did do the best they could. It has hit me that to some extent, lesser or greater, we are the product of our parents, even if it was their absence that shaped. My dad came from a good sized family. His parents did hit them and were the 'kids obey, seen not heard' kind. His dad also MADE the brothers fist fight and favored the winner alot of the time. Only the youngest was bought candy and an easter basket, etc. I'm sure you can all imagine the rivalry, jealousy, and hurt in this family. My mom also came from a good sized family. My mom's mom switched them for everything. She also left the younger with the older quite a bit. My mom remembers begging her mom not to leave her with her one older brother and she would anyway. He was a sicko, I won't go into detail here, just trust he was a bastard. One of the older brothers was treated much better than all the other kids and he was the only one allowed to go with their mom when she left. They were church going and their mom was looked up to in the community and always had a good deed and kind word for anyone outside the family- too bad this didn't extend to her own kids much at all. When my mom started to develop breasts her mom started to call her a slut and she was treated even worse. She got switched right up into her teens years and left home young and was pregnant at sixteen. Both families made a big deal and layed on the pressure for my parents to marry, which they did.
I know neither of my parents felt loved or respected by their parents. I guess that's why I can easily forgive them their tresspasses(especially my dad). They did love us, all three of us, and showed it. My dad hit us with a belt when we were young. I can barely remember it I was so young. I remember he would line us up in a row and ask us who did it. I just felt confused like did what? I only remember what is was for one time out of all of them. Because someone had hidden a sandwich in the couch and said they had eaten it. He lined us up with his who did it and if you don't speak up everyone is going to get it , and we did. My dad was also a drinker, still is, and now is a very alone man. I was happy when my mom left him and remarried and gave birth to my little brother. I don't exactly pity my dad, but feel sorry for what he doesn't even know he miised and is missing. He will call me occasionally but rarely asks after his grandkids, doesn't want to see them.

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I was made to eat vegetables that made me dry retch [ cauliflower].
My dp had things alot rougher than I did. One of the men his mom was with when he was young did this to him. He was made to sit and eat everything on his plate, even if it took a long time. It was not reheated so he had to eat the veggies cold. A lot of times he barfed. A lot of sense that makes. Sit here until you finish every last nutritious bite, even if it makes you retch up what bit of nutrition you were willing to eat! Now he still feels like he has to finish everything he puts on his plate, even if he isn't hungry anymore alot of the time he will force it in. His mom was with several different men, none exactly winners. She drank and the men did too, and sometimes did drugs too. She didn't stick up for him: . He was hit, shamed, name called, coerced, etc. He also was sent to live with other people more than half the time. He's been through more families than you could count on your fingers.
Anyway, it is helpful to me to see what has helped shape us, and them.
hugs to all you mommas who had things rough.
post #57 of 60
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Originally Posted by faithnj
I've said it before, I'll say it again. As a partial reaction to how she was parented, my mother did GD in the 60's-70's, and she sucked as a parent, and I had no respect for her. I don't know what she was reading back in those days, but there was a lot of talk about "we don't do this or that in the community," a lot of non-reaction to my bad behavior and a lot of leaving the room. She never did anyting to hurt me, but I never felt she was emotionally involved, and I really hated her. I would hit her, scream at her and do things like throw my socks in her dinner bowl just to see if she'd do anything. (She never did.) She also has some theories about how kids would just grow naturally and didn't need a lot of guidance (Meanwhile she was one of the most educated and capable people you'd ever want to meat.) How in the world she got the idea that I'd just learn how to do things through osmosis is beyond me. Whatever the case, a therapist suggested she let me live with my father instead because she didn't think there was much hope for a relationship between us. She just never felt like a mother to me.

Faith
That's not GD. That's permissive parenting by neglect and a form of emotional abuse. I don't think I would have felt loved as a child if my parents didn't ever care what I did.
post #58 of 60
My parents were GD during the day, when they were sober. They were verbally abusive and irrational at night when they were drunk. Needless to say, I've had a lot of counseling in my life. And, I've done a lot of research to learn good parenting, since I really don't have great role models for that.
post #59 of 60
You left out.......

By Parents who were rarely if ever around, therefore leaving discipline as an unecessary waste of time.

My brother and I raised ourselves. Seriously. By age two, I had complete run of the neighborhood. I came home from Kindergarten every day at lunch to an empty house. I made a PBJ and waited for my brother to get home at 3:00.
post #60 of 60
I couldn't find one that fit me. I was raised by what would probably be considered gd parents. They respected us as individuals and people. But they also did not accept crappy behavior from us. I don't remeber ever being shamed or coerced. They rarely yelled or hit, but you knew you had really crossed the line when they did. My dad would send us into our room with one swat on the butt. But we were never subjected to a spanking session. I feel very lucky to have grown up with parents who were very involved, taught us to be successful in our lives, had no chemical dependency or depression, and treated us all as unique individuals. I wish every kid could have had my parents.
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