Sometime late last year, I found some spare time in my work schedule.
My daughter was slightly more than 2 years old, and I noticed her awareness of her world had gotten more astute. I always have this desire of imparting my experience and knowledge to her, and the best way in my opinion isn’t telling her, but to show her the world myself.
I realized I had this block of eight days available in front of me, and I promptly bought air tickets for the following day, Christmas Eve.
We didn’t bring mum with us as she needed to work, so it became a great excuse for a mini adventure for father and daughter.
The rules were simple.
- I wanted it to feel casual, rugged, and roughly planned. I made it a rule to reserve rooms one day in advance, so it kept the itinerary spontaneous and fluid.
- I wanted to stay away from bigger cities as I wanted to spend isolated time with my daughter and not just go on a usual tourist route.
- I vowed to keep an open mind and also to allow my little one to dictate how the trip went, too.
In a nutshell, I think it was one of the best trips I had in my life and definitely one to remember with my daughter.
We ended up cycling along the eastern coast of Taiwan, hung out with baby animals on a farm, went onto the boats of fishermen, chased trains, climbed hills, sheltered together from a storm, and had more giggles than tantrums.
This is what I learned:
— Toddlers have sophisticated methods of communication.
They are way smarter, more emphatic, and more understanding than I initially thought. I found that it was far easier to communicate with my daughter using adult language and rationale. We were together in a strange land, and often that put both of us out of our comfort zones. The sooner we realized we were an equal team and needed to depend on each other for moral support and affirmation, the faster the situation improved.
“Wives and mothers, if you want your partner to understand how it feels to be one, convince your husband to take a trip with the child without you.”
— Most fears were unfounded.
When I first mentioned this trip to my friends and family, the first questions (and assumptions) I got were “How will she get her afternoon nap?” “The child needs her mother!” “This is not normal routine for her; she can do it when she is much older!” I suppose these are valid reasons, but we also find ourselves living in an increasingly protected world where everything from forks to table edges to flooring has been designed for child safety and marketed to the fears of parents. The problem is that we need to take a little leap of faith for interesting life experiences. (As long as there is adult supervision!)
— It is better for the world to center around the parents, not around the children.
In Asia, there is a tendency to give everything you have to your child. And in Beijing, where I live, I see a lot of parents making sacrifices for their children, yet I see the children becoming spoiled and pampered at a relatively young age. I couldn’t stand seeing 3- or 5-year-olds slapping their parents and grandparents in public, and I certainly don’t want my child behaving that way. By taking her to different environments and experiencing different facets Taiwan had to offer, she quickly learned to adapt to our kind of world.
— It is an incredible experience for the father.
Really. I didn’t experience the nine and a half months of having something in my stomach, and though I always acted as a cheerleader by my wife’s side, I think I felt left out of the overall experience. My daughter naturally sticks to her mum more, and her father is always a second option or a third. On a dedicated trip out there with my little one with minimal distractions, I finally had the opportunity to be a full parent.
— It makes you appreciate your life partner a lot more.
I still don’t know how mums do it, but I have deeper appreciation for them now. Wives and mothers, if you want your partner to understand how it feels to be one, convince your husband to take a trip with the child without you. Suddenly we are aware of every single thing that happens — the two signals before she gets into a tantrum or when a quiet “yes” means a “no.” It is the little things that men (OK, maybe just me) miss out on with a toddler.
— It builds a lasting friendship.
My daughter and I had a very healthy relationship before this, but the trip really made us appreciate each other more. Since the trip, I feel that we are able to draw common memories and experiences, and it has certainly brought us closer together. Mummy agrees, so that’s a good thing.