Linda Blair

02/04/2023

“But if my child doesn’t listen to me, shouldn’t they know they have made me upset?“

Our children are not responsible for our emotional triggers, even when their actions are the trigger.

Whenever I notice that one of my children’s behaviours is a trigger for me, I start with me. I look inside to see why I feel triggered. I respond to that feeling of being triggered and THEN I try and figure out what need they are trying to meet.

You may think this is choosing myself over my child. I would have thought this before too but actually, I’ve realized, overtime, that when I try to understand my child’s needs, while triggered, I see things differently than I do when I am regulated.

So in order to meet my child’s needs. In order to really hear what they are trying to say, I need to respond to my trigger first. Or else, they will not get what they need from me and I very likely will escalate the situation instead, despite every effort to appear calm.

Our children will do things that trigger us. It is our job to process the triggers, not expect our child to change, in order to avoid triggering us.

Learn more about how to process your emotional triggers and respond to triggering behaviours without shaming your child 👇📖👇
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Finding Your Calm: A Responsive Parents Guide to Self-Regulation and Co-Regulation⁣⁣
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Link in bio or on the Website: responsiveparentinginspirations.com⁣⁣

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"I tried to take my baby to breakfast this morning, at Cafe Republic in Fort Worth, Texas. He is teething, so I thought a pancake might make him feel better.

He was being super fussy and trying to climb all over the place. I was really stressed about him bothering other guests, so I was going to ask for the bill without touching my food. I started to try to pack up and hurry out. Our server walked up, and asked if she could help. (I thought she meant help me box up my food.)

Instead, she asked permission, picked him up, and said, 'I will hold him so you can feed yourself. Eat, mama. I know you probably never get the chance to. I’ve been there!' He melted in her arms and stopped fussing. I got to eat for a few minutes without wrestling a toddler. I can’t explain how much that meant to me. Servers are incredible. Moms are incredible. It takes a village.

Credit: Jessica Ibarra