Danae and I were at the dining table yesterday, eating and talking. I thought we were talking about what happened in Japan, so when she was saying something about a storm, I immediately corrected her and said that it wasn’t a storm but an earthquake. She got confused and I proceeded to tell her about the events in Japan. She got so frustrated with me that she put her head down and cried. I asked her why she was crying and she loudly said, with all her emotion, “because you’re not listening to me!”
Poor Danae. I felt for her. Many times I felt frustrated when I was young, that I wasn’t being heard. I immediately apologized and explained. I should have listened first because she was talking about typhoon Ondoy and what she remembered about it.
I’m so glad that early on, we are already learning how to listen and communicate. I’m glad that my daughter can freely tell me how she feels. Thank God I’m the type of mom who is willing to hear her out and talk it through. And thank God we were only discussing relatively unimportant details of a certain event. Fast forward to adolescence when we talk about things way more complicated, this dynamic, this habit of communicating, will be of great help to us.