Archive for June, 2011

My Favorite Hobby


2011
06.20

My grandmother taught me how to crochet when I was ten years old.  I made clothes for my dolls and she helped me make a small bag.  I’ve enjoyed it ever since…making afghans, baby blankets, doilies, toys, dish cloths, pot holders, and refrigerator magnets.  Right now I’m on an afghan frenzy.  I made one for my daughter Deanna who goes to school in the Czech Republic and another for Debby who will soon be heading there herself!  It’s very cold there in the winter so I know they’ll get good use out of them.  I enjoy making them as gifts, especially because I already have plenty that I’ve kept for myself and because it’s nice to give people something that says you really care.

The only hazard to crocheting is that it mesmerizes my cats and they tend to chew on the yarn and I come up short, having to retie the ends together to continue on!  It’s relatively cheap (about $50 per large afghan—much less for a baby afghan, and scraps are great for toys and small items).  What I really love about it is that it’s easy to stop whenever I need to and pick up later.  It helps reduce stress because I can focus on something other than work or my problems, and it keeps my hands and mind busy, while forcing me to sit still for a while.

I made this one in the picture for myself because I have a purple couch this color, and one like it in blue for Deanna.  Debby got a teal one that unraveled (oops!), so I made her a new one in pink and ecru in a different pattern.  But I love this particular pattern.

Afghan 005

For The Love of Praise


2011
06.10

Talking about validation in my DBT support group for parents of kids struggling with various types of issues has coincided with recognition survey results at the bank where I work. It’s interesting how people like to be recognized, as no two people are alike. Some people want praise weekly, others don’t feel that’s necessary. Some want rewards and others just want verbal praise. But everyone wants praise and recognition to be sincere. Working at a big corporation certainly differs from working as a ballet instructor, but giving sincere praise is an important component for both.

One thing I really miss about dancing is the immediate praise you get while performing a combination. Either you’re doing it all right and don’t get any attention, you’re doing something wrong and get a correction (which is not a bad thing at all), or you’re doing it really well and get praise like, “Good girl, Tammy!” That was my favorite one from my favorite teacher, Melissa Lowe. J It was always my goal while doing turns across the floor or grand allegro to have her take notice and give me a “Good girl!” shout. And when I was teaching I made it a point to take notice when someone was pushing extra hard, or putting into practice a correction I’d given them, by saying something positive to them.

When I was dancing, I know for a fact that praise did way more for my technical improvement than negative feedback. Some teachers I could just tell didn’t like me for some reason or another, and nothing I could do would get a nod of approval. Once I took an entire class where the teacher hated how I put my weight over the ball of my supporting foot when working on one leg. This was major. It was how I’d been taught to stand when doing tendus with the working leg, for instance. She wanted the weight to stay exactly where it had been when standing on two feet in 1st position. So I’d move into a tendu and fall over without hanging onto the barre for dear life. It was very odd and I never went back to her class again. I was also in severe pain for at least week afterward.

Now I’m working on bringing this validation and praise home. I realize that I pick at my own kids for the things I wish they didn’t do (“Your room is a mess! Pick up all these clothes—either put them away or put them in the dirty clothes basket!”) rather than praising them for the things they are doing right. “Thanks for emptying the dishwasher when I asked you to. It makes life a lot easier for everyone when we help each other out.”

Praise. Give it sincerely and give it often when deserved. It will improve this world. You never know what hassles people are going through in their personal lives, so showing praise for a job well done at work or in ballet class can sometimes be what is getting someone through the day.

You Are What You think


2011
06.09

I’m currently reading a book called “Cognitive Behavioral Therapy for Dummies” and attending an 8 week session of DBT (Dialectical Behavioral Therapy) with my daughter who suffers from intense emotional anxiety.  Basically I’m learning that we are what we think.  People are either more geared toward their emotional mind or to their rational mind; I’m definitely geared toward my emotional mind.  This means that if I hear something about my database at work isn’t doing what it’s expected to do, instead of thinking that I should go into the database and research what’s causing it to have this behavior, I panic first.  I break out into a cold sweat and think, “Wow, I’m so dumb.  This is my fault because I made the database and now it’s not working.”  Dumb, I know, and when I think about it now it sounds really immature to react in such a way, but it’s the way I’m wired.  Not that I can’t do anything to change my reaction, because I can, and that is why I’m studying cognitive behavioral therapy in the first place.

So instead of thinking, “Wow, I’m so dumb and this is all my fault”, I should take myself out of the picture and think, “This is an interesting challenge and I’m sure I can figure out what’s causing the database to behave this way.”  That is my goal.  To begin to think more rationally instead of wigging out for no reason.  I’m doing much better.  Work hasn’t gotten me upset for at least two months now, and I think that’s a record!

Now I have to learn how to interact better with my daughter.  When she has an emotional outburst or is full of anxiety I need to use words to figure out what happened to get her to that place.  If we can figure that out together then we can do something about it.  Otherwise this anxiety builds up until she can’t bear it and does something harmful to herself.  The word I’m supposed to remember is MOVE.  Move means to mirror.  If she says, “I’m so anxious!”  I repeat, “Wow, you’re really anxious.”  (Mirror)  O doesn’t mean anything except to make the word move, and then you go to V, which is validate.  “You’ve been under a lot of stress lately so I can see why you might feel anxious.”  I need to really work on validating.  Everyone needs to feel validated, and I’m working on weaving this into my daily interactions with all people, not just my kids.  E is to empathize.  After you validate, you empathize by saying, “I know what it feels like to be anxious, and it’s no fun.  Let’s figure out what’s causing this anxiety so we can do something about it.”

It’s pretty interesting stuff.  The other major thing we’re discussing is being mindful.  Take notice of what’s happening in this moment without putting any judgments on anything.  We tend to draw conclusions based on what we see or perceive without really knowing all the facts, and it’s best not to do that.  Even when you find yourself making judgments, don’t judge yourself on the fact that you’re judging!  Just take notice.  Oh, and breathe.

Getting Back on Track


2011
06.04

Wow, it has been a long time since I’ve posted on my blog.  Really, life got in the way, things went downhill, and my family was torn apart.  Not things I wanted to advertise or talk about.  But it has been over a year now since all that started and I’m ready to move forward.  Separation and divorce are sad subjects, but all too real, and if I’m going to continue writing then I must make mention of what has happened and then move on.

So, I’m sitting here in my new townhouse that I had built for myself and my kids.  My husband and I have been separated twice in the last year and I don’t see us getting back together.  I’m okay with that and I’ve finally stopped grieving over my lost marriage.  It happens, unfortunately.  People change.  My oldest child, Deanna, is going to school in the Czech Republic still and absolutely loves it.  Debby will be starting there for her high school this fall.  The schools here in the states are really difficult with lots of bullying, and my girls were wrought with anxiety and depression in them.  It’s worth it to send them to a Baha’i school where we know they will be happy and successful, even though it’s terribly far from home and we will miss them.  I’m looking forward to having Deanna home for the whole summer!

Thomas is thriving.  He will go to a new school near my new house next fall, too, and will be starting 1st grade.  This summer he’s going to attend a camp invention, where he will take apart a computer keyboard and learn about inventing things.  He’s great with legos and I think he will really get a lot out of it.  For now, we are swimming in our new pool which is really nice, playing Wii, and playing with legos all the time.

I love my new place.  It’s very homey and just the right size.  Not too big to handle or clean, with a kitchen that’s perfect.  It’s very open, too, which I love.  Working at home here has been a dream.  I have such a wonderful job that allows me to work from home three days a week.

The cats are acclimating nicely, too.  They play outside almost all day and then come in at night to either sleep or chase each other around the house.  I never know for sure if I’m going to get a good night’s rest or not, depending on what kind of mood the cats are in. Smile

Well, it’s time for me to go to a meeting.  But I’ll be back and will start writing again.  Hope you have a great day!

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