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My Light Bulb Moment – Now I Know What Oprah Was Talking About

Posted by Meghan Gesswein on January 22nd, 2012 at 4:23 pm

6625170283 aece9d9c88 My Light Bulb Moment   Now I Know What Oprah Was Talking AboutI’ve talked before about the fact that my son Dylan is a bit of an introvert. He’s often awkwardly shy and, if he’s unsure of a situation, he is painfully uncomfortable and nervous. As a parent, it is difficult to watch. To put it mildly.

I can usually see the seeds of anxiety start to sprout. He immediately starts to bite his nails, while shooting quick looks in my direction. If there’s nothing that I can do to reassure him, his eyes turn glassy and he gives up biting his nails for pinching the corners of his eyes. I think that originally started as an attempt to keep from crying, but has developed into a nervous habit that also serves as a way to somehow comfort himself.

It doesn’t usually work, though, and the tears aren’t far behind. If we’re in public, he tries to hide the fact that he’s crying by burying his face in his hands. Or if I’m nearby, he tucks his head under my arm and presses his face into my side.

Nothing I can say or do will help.

We’ve tried everything we can think of to “cure” him of it. We reassure him, we try to make sure he’s prepared for anything that might happen that’s out of the ordinary, we talk to him constantly about his anxiety and that, really, there’s nothing for him to be nervous about.

“You’re six!” we say. “You should be thinking about video games and baseball practice, and annoying your little brother and riding bikes with friends! You have nothing to be nervous about! WHY IN THE WORLD ARE YOU CRYING?!”

And then, the other day, that little light bulb above my head started to shine as brightly as the mid day sun.

We’ve spent countless hours telling him about all of the things that he doesn’t need to worry about, but it’s never been enough because it’s never been what he needed to hear.

No matter what we say, he’s still going to worry and be anxious. There’s nothing we can do to change him. We can’t “cure” him or “fix” him…because he’s not broken.

He is who he is, and though we might hate his anxiety for him, it is as much a part of him as his adorable dimple and goofy sense of humor. We need to embrace it instead of fight against it. Telling him that he’s wrong or silly for being nervous isn’t going to do anything to make him feel better about himself or whatever situation is currently throwing him for a loop.

I’m not sure  my new revelation will make his anxiety any better or easier to deal with, but I at least hope it’s a step in the right direction.

This parenting gig is hard, mostly because we never know if we’re doing the right thing. We can only hope that by doing the best we can, and constantly trying to do better, we might end up doing right by our kids.

(Edited to add: I posted a follow up. Unfortunately, it seems that adopting this new philosophy is easier said than done.)

Have you had a parenting related “light bulb moment” similar to this?

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3 Comments

Oh Megan, my heart goes out to you. That said, you’ve realised a huge thing, in knowing you can’t change him, but can only support him the best way you know how. These things have a way of working themselves out sometimes. My M has always been just like you described Dylan. She’s cautious, she’s a typical first born in that she doesn’t throw herself headlong into anything like her brother does. She’s also a deep thinking and thinks everything through and this, of course, doesn’t help with her anxiety when something is uncomforable or new for her. She’s great around people she knows, but put her in a new situation or a place with crowds and she doesn’t react well. Her anxiety takes over. However, she has found her strengths over the years and has fallen into, of all things, muscials and drama, which despite her anxiety, allows her to escape for a short time. She loves it and I’m so glad she found it, because it’s helped. A LOT. She still worries about EVERYTHING and my guess is she always will (she gets a little of that from me, ahem), but half the battle with us has been accepting it instead of telling her to get over it like we used to, or expecting her to just move from one situation to another without plenty of warning. We know what to do now, and although it doesn’t always guarantee that she won’t get uncomfortable, shy or stressed out, it’s given us some tools to work with. Just give it time, he’ll find his niche and something that makes him confident and it will help. It’s hard though, SO HARD, I know.

I also teach a child just like you described Dylan. He is painfully shy. Instead of forcing him to join in, I have worked with him, in that I allow him to decide when he’s ready to participate. His parents were frantic about it at the beginning of the year, but I told them not to focus on it and to let him move at his own pace. I support him as much as I can within the classroom, he’s learned to trust me and things are improving for him. He still won’t join in in the music class and doesn’t come to school when we have performances, but the fact that we’ve let him know it’s OK if that’s how he is, he has blossomed. I hope that the teachers at school can work closely with you on supporting him for who he is.

Sorry this is so long, I just feel for him and you. And parenting is never easy, it’s just a journey. Seeing your children hurt in any way makes us want to jump in and save them and protect them. Sometimes it’s more about our own anxiety than theirs. : ) Hang in there. He’s perfect just the way he is.

Tricia (irishsamom) commented on Jan 22 12 at 5:29 pm

My 3-year-old sounds much like your son. I can’t help but feel that the amount of anxiety he has is NOT normal. But everyone shrugs it off except for me. I try not to worry but as someone with a mental illness, it’s hard not to.

molly commented on Jan 23 12 at 4:46 pm

I was just like Dylan; I was very shy and anxiety was an issue. When I got older it led to me having a few close friends and people wouldn’t talk to me because they thought I was mean because they thought I was mean and rude due to me looking down frequently. Looking back, I wish my parents would’ve put me in therapy and or group therapy to give me the tools early on to help me be more of an extrovert. I hope this doesn’t come off as mean or rude or scary, it isn’t my intentions.

Christine commented on Feb 11 12 at 2:28 am

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