These days, raising kids can be challenging in and of itself. Not only must young parents endure the judgments of their relatives, but they also have to endure internet strangers making random remarks about their parenting styles.
Jordan Driskell, who has five quintuplets, is a young father. By coincidence, his quintuplets are five years old. As you can imagine, raising five identically aged children can be extremely demanding. particularly when a child is five years old and curious and enjoys exploring.
Dad Jordan Driskell, 31, made the decision to come up with a novel solution to his issue. In order to keep his boisterous young children under control when they are out in public, dad purchased child-sized leashes.
Driskell previously used a six-seat stroller for their large family. But since the kids would be bothered when inside, that got old very soon. It was also quite difficult to transport the stroller anywhere.
When the family goes out, this enables the young children walk and explore their surroundings without their dad losing sight of them or control of them, keeping them safe!
A video that Driskell uploaded of the family’s trip to the aquarium sparked a lot of criticism aimed at the parents. With over 3 million views, the video of the children wearing leashes went viral. Numerous others expressed their opinions that the kids shouldn’t have been leashed because they weren’t animals.
“Don’t have so many kids if you can’t handle the pressure,” said one commenter.
Some mockingly advised, “Can’t you just properly train your children?” Talk to them about the dangers of running away.
Expert in parenting and teenage development, Dr. Deborah Gilboa, held a different view. She doesn’t believe that wearing a leash will turn your kid into an animal. Naturally, using a leash is a much better option than staying at home if that is your only option!
According to Dr. Gilboa, a leash is an excellent tool for controlling younger kids or kids with neurodiversity in public settings. She did add, though, that it could be problematic if a neurotypical child is not walking freely by the time they are eight or nine years old and has not yet acquired listening skills.
By then, parents ought to be able to interact with kids verbally rather than through the use of devices like leashes.
Without unwarranted criticism from society, parents ought to be allowed to parent in the manner that best suits them.
I introduced my five-year-old daughter to the man I’ve been seeing – she yelled the first time she laid eyes on him.
When Jessica introduced her daughter Emma to her boyfriend Alex, she expected a warm welcome. Instead, Emma screamed in terror, convinced by her father’s warnings that Alex was a threat who would take her away forever.
I never imagined it would turn out this way. The sound of my daughter, Emma, screaming for help still rings in my ears. It was supposed to be a happy day, the day I introduced her to Alex, the man I’d been dating for over a year. But instead, it was a disaster.
Alex and I met at a charity event. He was charming and kind, always ready with a smile or a joke. We clicked immediately, and our relationship grew strong. We were serious, and I knew it was time for him to meet the most important person in my life – my daughter.
But I was scared. My divorce from Tom, Emma’s father, had been rough, and I worried about how she’d react to a new man in our lives.
Tom and I had shared custody of Emma. He usually babysat when I was out with Alex. Tom had already met Alex a few times and didn’t seem to have any problems with him. Or so I thought.
I spent days planning the perfect introduction. I made Emma’s favorite brunch – pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream. I even bought a new dress, wanting everything to be perfect. Alex arrived right on time, holding a gift and wearing his most welcoming smile.
“Hey, Alex, come on in,” I greeted him, my voice shaking slightly.
“Thanks, Jess. I’m excited to finally meet Emma,” Alex said, handing me the gift. “I hope she likes this.”
“She will,” I replied, hoping it was true. “Let me go get her.”
I walked to the bottom of the stairs and called out, “Emma, sweetheart, can you come down here for a moment? There’s someone I want you to meet.”
I heard the sound of little feet running down the stairs. As soon as she saw Alex, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her face went pale, and she looked terrified.
“No! Mommy, please, no!” Emma screamed, tears streaming down her face. She ran to me, hiding behind my legs. “Don’t let him take me! Please, Mommy!”
I was stunned. Alex looked as confused as I felt. I knelt down to Emma’s level, trying to calm her down.
“Emma, honey, it’s okay. This is Alex. He’s a friend,” I said softly, stroking her hair.
“No! He’s bad! He will take me away! I don’t want to go!” she sobbed, clinging to me tightly.
“Why do you think he’ll take you away?” I asked, my heart breaking at her fear.
“Daddy said he will! Daddy showed me pictures and told me to run if I ever see him!” Emma cried.
I felt a surge of anger and confusion. Tom had done this? Why would he scare her like that?
Alex knelt down beside me, his face full of concern. “Emma, I’m not going to take you away. I promise. I just want to be your friend,” he said gently.
Emma didn’t respond. She just cried and held on to me tighter. I stood up, holding her in my arms, and turned to Alex.
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