The idea of being selfish seems the antithesis of being a mother. How can you be selfish when practically your whole life revolves around the needs of others?
But a new book is calling for just that parents – and mothers in particular – to embrace their “selfishness” and to put themselves first, in order to benefit their child.
Celebrity lifestyle guru Olga Levancuka – also known by the delightful tag the ‘Skinny Rich Coach’ – has previously written a book ‘How To Be Selfish (And Other Uncomfortable Advice)’, which encouraged women to put themselves first. Her latest book to cause controversy is urging parents to be selfish, to learn to say no to their kids. It calls upon Mums to take time out for themselves.
Apparently, it’s enraging parents. Personally, I’d like to hear if these rules enrage you, because I can’t really see where the selfishness in any of this is.
Here’s some of what she has to say:
1. Learn selfishness from your kids.
“And who would be best to learn from how to be selfish? From your very own progeny of course! They know how to be selfish best. Kids are excellent psychologists and are great at getting other people to do their tasks for them. Do the same. Get your kids to do stuff for you.”
Sounds good to me. Good, sensible common sense. Nothing particularly controversial here. Now just to put it into practice. I have three kids aged 3, 5 and nearly 7. “Getting them to do stuff for me” isn’t quite as easy as it sounds.
2. Don’t over-praise your kids.
“Think for yourself. If a child, after a long struggle, finally solves her math tasks, does she really need to be told that she has done well? Doesn’t she know, without being told, that she has accomplished something? Don’t waste your time over-praising. Don’t call your kid ‘good girl’.”
This is an oft-debated parenting issue – whether to praise your child or not. Some say too much praise is building a generation of children with no resilience, but other kids need that little bit extra.
Other kids light up at the idea they have pleased their parents. Those same children whose faces explode into happiness when after begging one hundred times “Watch me Mama” they look up and you actually ARE watching. Those are the ones that need that little bit extra.