"The parenting trends I massively failed at."

Your vision of parenthood is so different to your reality when baby finally comes along. Good intentions turn into simply getting through the day. The idea of raising a mini Mozart flies out the window once you realise it is challenge enough to keep the child fed, clean and wearing clothes without poo smudges.

I had big plans for myself as a mother. The reality was that I couldn’t pull off a single one of these uber-parent tactics:

Baby-led weaning.

A friend gave me a book on baby led weaning when my son was just a couple of months old and it looked like such an appealing approach. Forget mashed food and spoons! Simply let baby feed himself. It gives kids the chance to get used to a wide range of food early on.

Like that was going to work.

“Let baby feed himself” should have said “let baby decorate himself”. Unless my son was able to absorb nutrients through his hair, this method was nothing but a waste of steamed pumpkin.

In the end, we did it old school and stuck with unidentifiable globs of puree. My fears of my son having limited food appreciation were unnecessary. At two and a half, he is more likely to chow down on spicy san choi bau than I am.

“Let baby feed himself” should have said “let baby decorate himself”. Image via iStock.

Any form of routine.

The manual said “put baby down for nap at 10am”.

It didn’t say what to do if baby cried for forty five minutes, then stayed up another hour before falling asleep. Persistence with establishing a routine never paid off for me. My son only slept when he felt like it. Sometimes this was at 9:30am, other days not till midday. And a nap could last anywhere from twenty minutes to two hours.

Routine, schmoutine… we just plain sucked at this. The benefit was that my son would sleep anywhere, meaning I never had to break lunch engagements during my year of maternity leave.

Self settling.

The whole cry it out thing never worked. I had a few feeble attempts but my heart was not in it. The few times I clenched my jaw, determined to go ahead with it, I broke after only a couple of minutes, only to realise that my son’s nappy had leaked. You’d cry too if you were lying in a soggy puddle of your own wee.


My hat goes off to mothers who mastered this technique. Sometimes it just has to be done.

I have instead perfected the art of silently crawling out of the nursery once the kid has finally dropped off to sleep. I even know which creaky floorboards to avoid so as not to wake him up again.

Self settling... ha ha ha. Image via iStock.

Baby sign language.

Hubby and I downloaded an app promising that our communication with our infant son would become a breeze through the wonder of baby sign-language.

But who remembers to point to their mouth and offer “food” after they’ve only had three hours sleep?

Plus, my kid was already an awesome communicator. For example - Crawl to fridge, bang on it and scream. That means “Give me milk now”.

Regular bedtime.

Epic fail.

The nurse at the early childhood centre showed me a chart that said toddlers are supposed to sleep 12 - 14 hours a day. I mentioned that mine only sleeps 10 - 12 hours a day and she said to me “That’s a shame for you.”

7pm bedtime? I’m more likely to witness David Beckham riding through my front door astride a unicorn.

My breakthrough moment, after months of trying in vain to get my son to go to bed, was to just let him stay up until he was ready. Having him play quietly for an extra hour was sooo much nicer than having him scream and wail in frustration while I read Hairy Maclary through gritted teeth for the fifteenth time.

My only advice to new mums nowadays is to check out all the techniques and do what works for you and your baby. That way you’ll have nothing but success as a parent.

What parenting trends have you failed at?