Pressures of being a parent increasing against a back-drop of constant advice

Parents' lives are more difficult when set against scrutiny and advice.
Parents' lives are more difficult when set against scrutiny and advice.

At the risk of stating the bleeding obvious, being a parent is the toughest job any of us will do.

Raising a child knocks everything else out of the park; I’ve met business leaders who find closing multi-million pound deals easier than trying to dissuade their little angels from wearing wellies to Great Aunt Doris’ 90th birthday brunch.

Blaise Tapp.

Blaise Tapp.

As Hollywood legend Bette Davis famously once said: “If you have never been hated by your child, you have never been a parent.”

The gig is a huge one and anybody who says it isn’t either possesses the same amount of self awareness as Donald Trump or spends their days down the pub.

Now under-the-cosh parents from these islands have the added pressure of being told that the Terrible Twos is as British as Yorkshire Pudding or bad teeth and that other nationalities don’t have a name for it because it just doesn’t exist there.

The withering assessment comes from a writer and lifestyle expert Gillian Bridge who says parents from other cultures are baffled when they see red cheeked English toddlers battering the supermarket Amtico just because their request to have Coco Pops for lunch has been rejected yet again.

The author believes that Brit kids play up more than their foreign counterparts because we insist on taking our little ones to pubs and restaurants – ‘adult arenas’ which are unsuitable for them, in her opinion.

The biggest flaws in her argument are that in continental Europe bars and taverns are rammed full of young local families, particularly at night, and also that my own desperate experiences of the Terrible Twos occurred not in a Harvester or a Nandos, but the aisles of Tesco and even once on an Amsterdam canal boat.

While meals out certainly haven’t always been plain sailing, the sense of satisfaction that this dad gets when compliments are paid about the good behaviour of my young children is worth the 10% tip on its own.

This latest critique on the parenting skills of others is just one more to add to a depressingly long list.

Depressing because the hardest job in the world is made ten times more difficult when it is set against a backdrop of constant scrutiny and advice.

If we listened to every academic or read every book on the fabled art of toddler taming then we would be too terrified to leave the house each day.

Dare I say it but my generation is the most scrutinised group of parents in living memory.

I am not saying that we have it tougher than our grandparents who raised their families while getting to grips with rationing and an economy ravaged by war.

But we are up against a wall of information which can be accessed at any time of time of day. Expert advice, especially when delivered to one’s phone in your hour of need by Mr Google, is welcomed but you really can’t beat the gut instinct of a parent, one who knows their own child.