Because I Said So

Because I Said So

When it comes to parenting, I tend to shy away from saying, “I’ll never…,” mainly because I hate eating crow. I focus more on what I want to do than what I refuse to do. There are a few things I’m pretty set on not doing, such as putting a TV in my girls’ room before they’re teenagers, but I try not to use the words “I’ll never.” I guess that attitude comes from experience and age. Being an older mom who used to teach first grade, I know situations arise that you don’t expect and your never suddenly turns into “just this once.”

Because I Said SoOne phrase that I often hear parents claim they will never say to their kids is “because I said so.” Anytime I hear a parent proclaim they won’t say it or think it’s wrong to say it, I silently laugh to myself. While I refused to say I would never say it, I did think I wouldn’t say it as often as my parents did. Like many naïve parents, I decided I would carefully explain and leave it at that. How wrong I was.

You see, I didn’t expect my four-year-old’s non-stop questions which would push me to the edge, resulting in “because I said so.” 

It started when Ginny was three. I would ask her to clean her room. She would ask “why?” I would explain why she needed to pick up all her toys. She’d respond, “but why?” Again, I would respond the best I could. After 10 exchanges of this (or more), I reached my breaking point and said, “because I said so.” There are only so many times you can answer the same question. And funny thing, it worked.

Now that Ginny’s four, she still loves asking questions about anything and everything. Recently, we “discussed” the rain.

“Mommy, why is it raining? Again?”

I thought about grabbing her dad to answer this question (being a meteorologist and all he could give her a real answer), but I attempted to tell her on my own.

“Well, the flowers, trees, grass, and plants need rain to grow. So, it rains.” 

“But why? It keeps raining. Why?” Ginny asked in a pleading voice.

“During the spring it rains a lot so everything will grow,” I responded.

Ginny didn’t look satisfied. “Why? Why is it raining today?”

Not sure what to say, I went to a stand-by answer that sometimes works. “I guess God thinks we need the rain.”

“Why does He think we need rain, Mommy?”

“Because He wants all the flowers, plants, grass, and trees to grow.”

Ginny considered my answer then asked, “why?”

Inside I took a deep sigh. After a conversation that never seemed to end, I resorted to “because that’s how it is, Ginny.” 

“But why?”

“Because I said so.”

There. There it was. My response in times when I can only answer a question so many times. (And you may think our conversation was a quick one to push me to this point, but keep in mind we have this same conversation every time it rains.)

Because I Said SoMy daughter is curious, willful, and wants to know why everything happens in the world. In fact, “why?” is her favorite question. We try to answer all her questions and will even follow-up by looking something up on the internet or reading her a book on the topic.

No matter what we do, though, there are days she is never satisfied with our answers. She will continue asking. In fact, there are days when I think she only talks in questions. On days like these, I do say “because I said so,” a lot. I’m not ashamed that I use the phrase. It helps end non-stop question sessions on the same topic.

I’m also more understanding of my parents and why they said it. I’m sure I was just like my daughter, never fully satisfied with the answers my mom and dad would give me. So, just like me, they’d reach the end of their patience and respond, “because I said so.” After all, as parents, we do what’s needed to maintain some sort of sanity in this crazy thing called parenthood.

About Denise

Hi! I'm Denise, a 40+ year old SAHM trying to navigate the world of motherhood. I blog about parenting, food, and have been featured a few times on BlogHer. I enjoys solving mysteries (Okay..reading mysteries or watching them on TV), cooking, and drinking way too much caffeine than I should. Basically, anything I needs to do to survive the toddler years.

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  1. My “end of the road” mantra is “just do it because it’s the right thing to do”.

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