Why I Am Not a Helicopter Parent Even Though I Want to Keep my Kids Safe

Being a parent of two small children is often challenging. Therefore, I can often relate to the struggles that parents bring to my office seeking my advice. The hardest part of being a parent is watching your child feel failure or get hurt, whether emotionally or physically. I think of this often as I sit at the playground with my children. I love that this is a place where I can observe them while they are completely unaware and not adapting their behavior for my benefit. I get to see how they handle social interactions with others and how they challenge themselves both physically and emotionally. It is also an interesting place to observe parents.
Sometimes I am the recipient of curious looks at the playground because I do not always rush immediately when my children call. Of course I want my children to feel safe and loved, but unfortunately I will not always be there to help them. So I try to take steps to help make them self-sufficient even if it is not my first instinct as a parent. I have become a master at pretending I didn’t hear them while watching with my heart in my throat as they traverse the monkey bars alone or slide down the fire pole. I am aware that falling from the playground equipment can cause injury, but I am also aware that allowing them to accomplish these tasks without my assistance from a young age has allowed them to feel self-confidence. And if they fall and pick themselves back up to try again, they learn how to persevere when things are hard.
I also enjoy pretending to read while listening to their conversations. I do not correct them every time I hear them saying something they shouldn’t or cringe every time they use their imagination to create a world that is full of things I wouldn’t want them to think about. I do not buy into the belief that playing with toy guns creates violence or fear in children. In fact, children often work through their fears in their play. Playing cops and robbers with toy guns allows them to feel powerful and makes some of the realities of life less scary. I want them to have active imaginations in order to boost their ability to problem solve. They are not always politically correct in their play, but I believe that that sensitivity will develop over time. It seems the time they have to just be kids already seems so short.
Finally, I do not force my kids to play with everyone. While I would never tolerate them being outright mean to another person, nor am I teaching them to let others be mean to them. I have sat and watched parents interject to chastise children who do not include their own child. The problem is that often their child just threw sand into those other kids’ eyes and threatened to push them off the playground equipment. Why should they be bullied into including that child in their play? What is that teaching them? It’s teaching them to tolerate people mistreating them. Better yet, what is that teaching the kid who threw sand? That kid just learned that he can do whatever he wants and still be included. My kids have been on both sides of that equation and I rarely get involved. I want their peers to teach them that they have to be nice if they want to be included and I want them to learn that they can stand up for themselves if someone isn’t being nice to them. I may not always be involved, but I am always there and I enjoy the opportunity to soothe them with my own kindness when I know they have had a teaching moment because they do still need me. Ultimately, home will always be the place that they are loved no matter what life throws at them.