Nation of Whiners, Meet Bob Newhart

A new article in the Wall Street Journal says that some therapists are changing their tactics regarding their clients. They’re trying “tough love:”

Whining, as defined by experts—the therapists, spouses, co-workers and others who have to listen to it—is chronic complaining, a pattern of negative communication. It brings down the mood of everyone within earshot. It can hold whiners back at work and keep them stuck in a problem, rather than working to identify a solution. It can be toxic to relationships. How do you get someone to stop the constant griping? The answer is simple, but not always easy: Don’t listen to it.

Moms, and bosses, are good at this. Some therapists are refusing to let clients complain endlessly, as well—offering up Tough Love in place of the nurturing gaze and the question “How does that make you feel?”

A friend quipped, “If therapists are going to start getting paid for ignoring people and telling them to quit whining, then I’ve got some hope for a second career.”

I’m not sure if this is a good development or not, but it all reminds me of this wonderful Bob Newhart clip from MadTV.  I’ve shown the kids this clip, which means that it frequently comes up in conversation.  I’ll say, “Stop it!” and they’ll laugh…  usually as they continue doing whatever it is they should stop:

Read more on the Faith and Family Channel

A version of this article appeared on National Review.

A Poignant Moment for Me

 

My daughter Naomi didn’t begin life with many advantages. She was born in one of the poorest countries and was one of it’s most destitute members. She was as starved as one can be and still survive, weighing only 12 pounds as a two year old toddler. When we picked her up from the orphanage, she didn’t even own the clothes on her back.

But two years after her adoption, there she was… eating bacon wrapped scallop hors d’oeuvres and – I firmly believe — jumping into the arms of the next President of the United States.

America, the land of opportunity!

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Things We Control (Or “Why Don’t You Just Adopt?”)

If you’ve never been infertile, you simply can’t comprehend the unique pain and anguished complexity that comes every month, like a bill in the mail you don’t have the emotional currency to pay.   So women struggling through fertility treatments frequently confide in friends who simply don’t understand. There are smiles and understanding nods as the months pass and the money is spent, masking the unspoken question.

“Why don’t you just adopt?”

This is the rudest question you can ask a woman struggling through infertility, according to most magazines, etiquette experts, and common sense.

However, when Ruth Padawer chronicled the surge of twin killings (or “reductions,” to use abortion industry lingo) in the New York Times, fertility treatments are once again being critically examined.  The article details the extreme measures to which couples resort in order to conceive – one 45 year old spent six years in fertility treatments. When the doctor implanted several “fertilized eggs,” she became pregnant with twins.  However, she didn’t want to have twins.  When she asked a doctor to insert a needle into her abdomen, aiming at one of the unborn babies in order to “reduce” it, she rationalized her decision:

“…we created this child in such an artificial manner — in a test tube, choosing an egg donor, having the embryo placed in me — and somehow, making a decision about how many to carry seemed to be just another choice,” she told the NYT.  “The pregnancy was all so consumerish to begin with, and this became yet another thing we could control.”

Get that?  Another thing we control.

Read why fertility treatment and the excess production of children does, finally, ask one to evaluate whether trying to have life on your own terms is the best way to go.

It’s time to bring, “Why don’t you just adopt?” out of the closet.  Read more here.

Men, Go Ahead and Buy an Apron and a Purse

Because the New York Times asks why can’t you be women:

Last week, the New York Times ran a symposium titled “How Can We Get Men to Do More at Home?” The series was prompted because of a recent study showing that German and other European women are making strides in education and in the workplace, but their careers stall once they have children. Why? The Times cites “child care” and “hard-to-quantify traditional ideas about parenting,” among other reasons. They ask, “If greater equality between men and women in the work force has not led to greater equality in child-rearing and other domestic responsibilities, what will?”

Seven experts weigh in on this supposed “problem,” but the very question obscures the reality of the role of women and men in two ways.

Read what they are here.

I Spank My Kids: Come and Get Me, Judge Longoria

When I lived in New York and Philadelphia, I was cautious about publicly disciplining my children, since I knew mothers in liberal northeastern cities differed greatly with my approach. For example, I once was chided by a mom in a library for getting on to my daughter for wandering off while I was trying to check out her books.

“You get back over here,” I said quietly, and my daughter began to throw a bit of a fit. In my urgency to avoid a public confrontation, I lapsed into the very unoriginal but still effective, “Keep it up, and I’ll really give you something to cry about!”

Another mom, ever so gently, pulled me aside. “You know, you really needn’t be so sharp with her,” she said. “The girl is obviously just trying to read books, and you will intellectually stunt her.”

The only thing I was trying to stunt was her defiance of basic instruction — a battle I fight with all three of my children. My insistence that my kids actually obey me put me at odds with friends who laughed when they saw me correct the kids at the playground. My friend Rene once said memorably, “I don’t use the word ‘obey’ with my kids, because it sounds so … Biblical.”

Incredulous, I asked her, “What do you do with the speed limit?”

I thought of these incidents over the weekend when a Drudge headline caught my eye. Apparently, a mother was convicted of a felony for what the prosecution called a “pretty simple, straightforward spanking case.” A belt wasn’t used, and no bruising occurred.

Where did this mother live? Berkeley? Manhattan? No, Rosalina Gonzales lives in Corpus Christi, Texas, where, by the way, it’s still legal to spank your children.

The Texas law states “Abuse does not include reasonable discipline by a parent/guardian/managing or possessory conservator if child is not exposed to substantial risk of harm. … Parent/stepparent/person standing in loco parentis to child is justified to use non-deadly force against a child under 18 when and to degree the actor reasonably believes necessary to discipline, or safeguard or promote child’s welfare.”

Nevertheless, Judge Longoria shamed the mother about her discipline before sentencing her to five years probation, a fine, and parenting classes.

“You don’t spank children today. In the old days, maybe we got spanked, but there was a different quarrel,” he scolded. “You don’t spank children. You understand?”

This “legislating from the bench” makes me wonder if the worst problem Texas faces is an excess of parents trying to teach their kids how to behave.

As the mother of a toddler, I think it’s important for moms to come forward and quit being afraid of discipline that’s been tested by time. Moms tend to keep this a private matter, to avoid conflict or hard discussions with other parents. However, the Gonzales case should cause us to speak out in protest of an overreaching court.

That’s why I’m saying that I’ve spanked all three of my kids, and they aren’t raised yet. Spanking is far less emotionally manipulative than twenty nagging reprimands, it’s fast, and it’s certainly effective. And by the way, it’s legal.

So, Judge Longoria, come and get me.

This article first appeared on — and got lots of comments at — NRO.