After a tweet from Ms Sue Tyler that daddy-blogging is all the rage now, and seen as it consumes all the brainpower not devoted to keeping myself out of trouble at work, I thought I would relent. After all, Sue almost single-handedly revived the Wellington craft market scene, and is an early-adopter in many respects.
But, we’ll steer this conversation away from anything resembling cutesy-pie. No, “Chef Du Plunge” learned to say “WTF?” round here…
I was privvy to a conversation the other day between some women who were discussing children, and it turned towards the amount of time they’ve spent away from their newborns. Well… actually… I was eavesdropping, but it was in a good cause, I promise. One woman stated that she regularly leaves the infant with her partner and heads out of the house, thereby allowing herself to spend time with friends, clear her head, get a little exercise, etc. Second Chef enjoys this too, and I actively encourage it. Another woman stated that she had not spent more than three hours away from her child in 8 months, and was almost appalled at the first woman for spending time away.
Now, ignoring that I’m simplifying this conversation, most of which was between people I didn’t even know, the near-accusation of neglect on the part of the mother I can only describe as ‘clingy’ was pretty surprising to me. CDP and I have “father-son” day on Sunday, and it makes me appreciate his yelling all the more! At least I’ve learned to distinguish ‘hungry’ from ‘tired’, and get to teach him things his mother doesn’t.
As an aside, it is amazing how quickly we’ve fallen into Second Chef nurturing him, and me coaching and encouraging him. Last Sunday’s accomplishment was ‘reaching for things’. Not hugely successful just yet, but we’re getting there. I reckon one more week and he might actually realise it’s his hand holding that shiny rattly thing.
Back to the conversation. It soon emerged that the 3-hour woman couldn’t believe the get-out-for-a-coffee/cake woman didn’t worry that her partner wouldn’t hurt their child. I was gobsmacked. I know for certain that Second Chef doesn’t worry about me in the slightest, so it was quite revealing that 3-hour woman was in this space. I surely she could leave the child with someone else, but chances are that she would worry about them too?
I thought about this a lot over the next few weeks, and tried to observe families around the city, which is one benefit of living close to sooo many people. In conjunction with consideration I’ve given to this in the past, including fatherhood role models I’ve copied, what I concluded is that men are possibly and sometimes excluded from active parenting because of kind of anxiety by mothers. The depth of this exclusion varies, but ownership of a baby is frequently afforded to the mother, and the father is relegated to a safe support role with things like ‘fetching’. In part this is because men haven’t been given models of active fathering, but sometimes this is because the mother has been given a boundary-oriented, passive, and “protective” model for fathering (which again speaks to the capacity for violence).
Second Chef was educated for a time in Hong Kong, and before we had CDP she’d often comment about how you can often see Asian men out with their children, and how it was different to the traditional New Zealand pattern of woman and child, maybe Dad tagging along. I watched for this, and observed it as well. It is not always the case, but is frequently true.
What I’d be interested in knowing is the extent to which this is tied to the fear of male violence? I is true that men are often considered a danger to children, in many ways, and for that reason there is an uneven undercurrent of distrust. A friend commented on this after his divorce. While married he was just Dad, but afterwards he was aware of people paying a little more attention to his relationship with his daughters. Almost overnight he became a potential threat.
It worries me that I hear this type of concern. A society where men are engaged with their children, and considered safe, is healthy for families and fathers. One where men are excluded, and where their ability to own part of their child’s development is curtailed is one in which children can start of become “other”.
And so what’s the way round this? I dunno. I’m still thinking that my thoughts are muddled on this. What I do know is that taking an active role in the boys’ life is an inherent good, and the least I can do is encourage other fathers to do the same. Even though it’s miserable when the guys are out on a stag night and you’re at home helping take care of a sick wee tacker.
Better than the alternative though aeh? Isolation.
28 February, 2009 at 9:38 pm
I find this really interesting. I think I might be labelled “clingy” by you with all my kids (but less with each one). It wasn’t that I didn’t trust my partner – who is a very active Dad – but they were all demand feeders and simply wouldn’t take a bottle (not that I tried that hard) until they got a bit older. I put this down to the intense kangaroo-care time we put in in the neonatal unit. I could get out for an hour or two here and there but that was about it. It changed as they got older but I realise now its become a bit of patterned behaviour with me. My youngest (now 18months) could quite happily spend the day without me (as long as her dad was about) but I am still only snatching a few hours to myself mainly in the weekends. I don’t resent the time I have spent with my little ones and certainly wouldn’t judge someone else for getting out and about.
We have noticed that the parents of our kids’ friends aren’t keen on my partner looking after them on his own or takign them for outings without me which is disappointing
1 March, 2009 at 1:30 am
YAY for che, if this is how you are starting I think this is going to make for some great reading.
my experience is as an aunt. Where the job is to sugar kids up and then hand them back before the tears of exhaustion start. how my sister ever trusted me with her 2 boys is beyond me, but she did.
1 March, 2009 at 9:47 pm
Interesting. My husband first looked after our eldest by himself when she was about five days old (emergency trip to the doctor for me with suspected mastitis), and then again a few weeks later when we deliberately made an effort for me to get out by myself. Alas, our eldest wouldn’t take a bottle, even with expressed milk, so that limited me a bit. But when she was nine months old, he took six months off work, and looked after her while I worked on my thesis. I biked home at lunchtime to feed her for a few months. That was very empowering for both of us.
2 March, 2009 at 3:31 am
i’m so surprised to hear that this is a commonly-held notion there. if i had heard the same thing, i would have believed the man to be a wife-beater. i wouldn’t automatically assume it of an average joe. in our relationship, brian is actually the one who has more patience with oliver.
around here, we’re generally too lazy to be away from the baby. having a sitter (which we didn’t have options for until after he turned 2) was a little nervewracking and would also require us to clean the house. not much is that important to get out too. i also like to spend time with the three of us together, so i’m not likely to escape on my own all that frequently. however, if i had more friends in the vicinity…
2 March, 2009 at 10:22 am
Just to be charitable, is it possible that by “hurt” she meant “hurt by neglect”? A lot of people seem to think that all men are incompetent with babies and will drop them on their heads, or stick safety pins in them, or feed them beer by mistake.
My mother was ill for a lot of my childhood, and Dad picked up the slack admirably, which may explain why I always expected to do a lot with Hannah, and felt vaguely insulted by the presupposition lots of people had (including my ex) that I wouldn’t know what to do with a small child.
2 March, 2009 at 12:48 pm
as i say, my thinking on this is muddled.
part of this is because a number of dads i’ve spoken too say that they don’t really feel ‘engaged’ with their child until it starts to get more adult behaviours, talking being one.
it confused me before CDP came along, and confuses me more now.
i’ve a faint suspicion that the conversation here might be a product of the readers of this blog, most of whom are educated, liberal, participatory types.
4 March, 2009 at 2:17 pm
Che,
I have to say I agree with you particularly on the divorce anecdote based on my current situation. The father’s role as a carer has been demeaned by the mother’s side of the family to the point where the child avoids going to the toilet at the Suit’s place if she can at all avoid it.