I’ve agonized over this first post. I’ve put it off, gone round and round about what I should say and procrastinated long enough. Tonight I decided to sit down and just put something down. Anything down. I thought about telling you some history about Maria Montessori, or maybe write about my decision to teach at a Montessori school. I contemplated giving you a list of Montessori terms to help you navigate through all the educational jargon out there. In the spirit of being transparent, I decided to write about my day. My very hard day.
I have an almost three year old who no longer takes naps. She’s exhausted and needs them, but would much rather take trips to the bathroom, sing songs in bed and play with her teddy bear. She’s been on a floor bed since the beginning, but this is the first time I have ever struggled with keeping her in bed. Once rest time is over, the afternoon quickly deteriorates and hits a major low right around when I’m making dinner.
I try to remain calm and collected. I attempt to be comforting and reflect her feelings. I am firm when I need to be and show her love when I know she needs it. But alas, I am human. Nothing stings more than the look in her eyes when I raise my voice or use a tone that is unkind with her.
I have a prayer written by Maria Montessori hanging in my pantry as a daily reminder of my work with my children and others. Here is the excerpt I needed to see today:
To manage children by the pleasantness of methods, with intelligence and affection and never by condemnation and fear. May love and understanding teach me.
I don’t have any answers for you today that I don’t need to hear myself. Take deep breaths, keep your voice quiet, continue to smile and show them love. Remember they are growing and need you to be stronger than their behavior. I’m new to navigating these uncharted toddler waters and sometimes feel like I’m drowning. Hang in there and keep swimming.