The hidden camera

I have come to realise that part of my madness of being a dad of twins is an ingrained belief that I have a camera on me all the time.

Crazy but true, at least for me.

When I take the twins for a trip in the car and to a public place (where else can you take your children in the UK), this camera becomes a live transmission of every detail of myself.  

To an audience that does not exist.

But I feel as if everyone is watching.  

I feel as if I am continuously judged on my performance as a father.  If the twins cry or shout, then I feel as if I have failed.  I feel as if people are laughing at me.  

The unreal, non-existent audience is saying "look how louse this guy is...he can not handle his twins...no wonder he feels a failure"

And then I get more anxious, clumsy and nervous.  

A few Saturday's ago I took the twins to a park.  

It was busy so we had to park away from the site and walk.  We had to cross a busy road.  

On the way back to the car, I struggled to get hold of the twin boy, and he was very close to the kerb of the road.  I heard somebody saying "for God's sake, grab his hand".  That was exactly what I was trying to do. 

And so I did.  

But I also did it with some frustration.  I got angry because I felt I was not up to the task. I felt judged. I felt distracted.  I felt worthless. 

As if the hidden camera had live audio form the audience and they were not approving of me or my actions.

Another Saturday I was walking back to the car again, this time chatting with another father.  I was carrying the twin girl.  Suddenly  the other father he rushed when he saw my twin boy running ahead. That was very noble of him.  I was about to shout 'Stop!'.  

But this time it did not feel as if I was being observed.  I felt supported, helped.  And for some reason I did not feel judged.  

I have shared these feelings with people in support groups.  They suggest there are other more benign thoughts I could adopt in such circumstances.  For instance, thinking some people value my effort as it is when facing these situations; maybe some people see me as a good father. Or just the thought of me saying to myself: I am a good dad, and no one is perfect, am positively trying.   I am caring.  Maybe I am slow in reacting, or maybe I already know my twins enough to react the way I do. 

What I do not know enough is about myself and how I treat myself.  I hope I can turn this hidden camera to face the mirror and see what it sees.  Just a normal guy I wonder.  



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