This is not just an expat blog, this is a blog by an expat who is also doing the parenting thing, the family thing, the getting on with making a life thing. And today it’s kind of a parenting blog. Or maybe a family blog. I’m being a Cybermummy today, anyway.
We’ve had a few Woo’s in our house recently. An A Level Woo, a Computer Battery Failure Woo, a Too Much Cat Sick On The Carpet Woo, and an I Don’t Have Anything To Wear (Because You Forgot To Put It In The Wash) Woo.
I know you’re dying to ask, ‘What’s a Woo?‘
When my daughter was little she developed a certain type of crying that sounded like ‘woooooooooo!’ This crying was reserved for situations where she felt frustrated and grumpy and a bit out of sorts.
‘Woo’ developed into an adjective in our house and any time someone was feeling like this it would be called ‘having a woo’ or ‘feeling a bit woo’. It isn’t the same as feeling sorry for one’s self, but sometimes it comes close. It often occurs when the person begins to spin out of control in ascending decibels of complaints: ‘and then I did this, but he said THAT and THEN I TOLD HIM, but when HE SAID THAT I WANTED TO JUST–’
Sometimes when the Woo is big enough we’ve even been known to warn other family members, ‘there’s a whole Woo Cloud around him!’ as if a grey miasma has settled all about the poor person. Then we do our best to clear the Woo Cloud. A New Age person would describe this as having something wrong with one’s aura.
Sometimes just identifying the emotion as a Woo helps because then people give that person a cuddle or do something to try to help them get their mind of of the Woo-state.
As a parent there is pressure to not have Woos. At least not in front of the kids. I believe its healthy for kids to see us in all kinds of moods so they know it’s normal to have moods. I don’t mind for kids to see my husband and I argue sometimes–just so long as they also see us make up (well, some of the making up). This way they know that you can argue and still love each other. But the Woo is different. It is such a quiet, almost sad mood that it’s hard for the kids to not take it personally or worry too much.
To hide a parent Woo probably goes directly against my philosophy about kids seeing us in all kinds of moods so they know when they feel the same way, that its normal. Sometimes I’m having a quiet Woo and my daughter will ask me ‘do you feel a bit Woo?’ and I say ‘no, I’m just tired.’ Which is probably true as well, as often being tired brings on a Woo.
Why can’t I just tell her, ‘yes, I feel a bit woo, let’s have a cuddle’? Why is it ok for me to express some anger in front of her but not Woo? The mysteries of parenting.
I’d like to add that we also use the term ‘woo-hoo!’ (like many people) where the ‘hoo’ makes all the difference, as if a Woo has been reversed.
What do you do when you have a bit of a Woo? Do you think it’s ok for kids to see you having a Woo?