Helicopter Parent: noun, informal noun: helicopter parent; plural noun: helicopter parents

  1. a parent who takes an overprotective or excessive interest in the life of their child or children.

This generation has seen the rise of a new kind of parent.

Gone are they days when wild children roamed neighborhoods in packs until the street light went up. Remember when kids walked to school with their lunchables (that they packed themselves)? What if they don’t have a winter coat? (Gasps in horror). Remember when our forgetfulness met a parental shrug and a “too bad, you’ll learn?” 

Today’s kids are watched every moment, or else they get hurt. They may not make a mess, be cold, go outside without a grownup, make a mess, climb trees, make a mess… and in this over-calculated, over-planned, over-organized childhood we are stressing about for our kids, we are taking away that which makes childhood magical.

Our children today may not take risks.

They will never know cold. Our kids must be entertained, constantly. They can never go outside unattended. Our kindergarteners need to be fluently reading, adding and subtracting on worksheets—not playing. And God forbid they don’t: well then clearly the failure is the parents, not the system which forces children to grow up too fast.

But most importantly, today’s parenting style must be that of a helicopter hovering over every move. The helicopter parent cannot make a mistake, cannot fail their kids, cannot be seen as a “bad” parent.

The pressure to be perfect is too much.

It makes us hover. And it makes us worry. It makes us tired, both mentally and emotionally exhausted. So in our exhaustion, we snap, we yell or become impatient. We lose sight of what makes us smile. Laugh. Eventually, in the stress of trying to BE a good parent, we lose sight of what’s important. We focus on our parenting and not on our kids.

No wonder we feel like we are constantly failing our children.

You see, in the information age, with social media and the news and Google at our fingertips, millennial and Generation X parents aren’t just having kids: we are birthing a new st‌yle of parenting—the helicopter parent. And it’s hurting our children.

The problem comes when helicopter parents realize if they micro-manage their children’s environments, behaviors and choices, they can ensure their children are “making” safe choices. But the problem is, it isn’t the children’s choice at all.

Today’s kids aren’t learning to make their own choices, manage their own environments or discover outcomes (favorable or otherwise) based on their own behavioral choices,  because they aren’t making those decisions themselves.

Pat Morrison, in her article “How Helicopter Parenting is Ruining America’s Children“, stated it best:

“When children experience a setback—they don’t know their homework assignment—that’s not your problem to solve. The best way for a kid to learn is to have that uncomfortable feeling, [to experience] consequences that are tiny in the grand scheme of things. Some will say something idiotic like, “Oh, my kid’s drowning, I’m just supposed to turn around?” Of course not. Where your child is in a situation potentially damaging to life and limb, of course you’re going to protect them. The trouble is we’re acting like everything is life or death.”

Why is it so important for these helicopter parents to make choices for their kids?

Why do they feel so much pressure to pack the perfect lunch, to st‌yle their kid’s hair just right, to hover on the playground? Pat makes a great point: it’s not an internal parenting conundrum—it’s society’s. Because in a world where people are calling the police for ten-year-old walking home from the park by herself, today’s parents must stay extra vigilant.

And it’s social media’s fault.

Social Media Influences Our Parenting St‌yles

Now, I love social media. As a childcare provider, I love having the ability to connect with other adults, share ideas with other providers and glean new ideas (particularly because the majority of my conversations occur with two-year-olds and I need an outlet for adult interaction!). In many ways, social media has made me a better parent and provider.

That said, Holy Information Batman! With all that information comes opinions. About. EVERYTHING. Misinformation, clickbait titles and parent-shaming have parents spiraling. As we scroll, we form opinions. This parent shouldn’t have done this, they could have done that. Can you believe she lets her kids eat at McDonalds? The horror! No first day of school pictures? What kind of mother is she?!

And so it spirals. And spirals. And spirals. Until we lose our village.

Because when we sit in silent judgment behind our phones, we feel it.

We feel the judgement of others, a heavy weight on our shoulders that begins to shroud every decision we make, whether we mean to or not. We see people tear apart the mom (even though dad was there, too) in every horrific case we read on Facebook. Remember the child who fell into the Gorilla exhibit in Cincinnati? The finger pointers really came out of the woodwork for that one.

Or worse, remember the child who was dragged off by an alligator at Disney? Remember how the social media trolls attacked the mother while the family was grieving? They shamed her: where was she, why did she let her child go so close to the lake? And on and on.

And for some reason, although dad was there, too (in both cases!), the fault always lands on mom’s shoulders. (But that’s a post for another day.)

It’s no wonder this generation is turning into a generation idolizing the helicopter parent.

Can you imagine grieving for your child while the rest of the world tears apart your parenting? I just CAN’T! Where did our kindness go? Where did our love and support go?

No one scolded and shamed Baby Jessica’s parents. It’s no wonder we have turned into a generation of perfection-obsessed helicopter parents. It’s not safe to be anything less. But there wasn’t Facebook then. Good point.

Here is what any parent can do to stop from becoming a helicopter parent.

1. Give our Kids Space to Explore

It was a lesson that I learned early on, although I often have to remind myself to take a step back. I ask myself, “Does this really matter?” It was my mother-in-law who taught me that one.

My first-born had crawled under the kitchen table and gotten stuck. I scrambled to remove my child’s unintended prison when my mother-in-law stopped me. “She got herself in there, she can get herself out.”

So I held my breath and waited—and sure enough, my Imp squirmed her way out and went on to explore other things.

This lesson has carried on into so much of my childcare philosophy. When toddlers who are barely walking attempt to climb the ladder on the playground, I step back, hold my breath, and let them go. And you know what? They can do it.

It’s amazing what our children are capable of when we give them the trust and independence to try. When we helicopter parent, we steal that sense of confidence from them. Encouraging children to take risks helps them to develop into strong, confident and capable adults. And isn’t that a goal we all want for our children?

2. Start Accepting Our Own Vaults

I admit this is my own personal Goliath. I see it in my daughter. My fears about failing her as a parent ooze out into the WAY I parent her. Slowly, like an out-of-body experience that I can’t stop, I watch how my judgement of myself as a parent eeks out into unintentional judgement of her.

I feel it, when I watch in horror as she refuses to cheer with the rest of her squad, when she tries tor run out to the bus without her beautiful wild curls brushed neatly, when she screams so loud that I’m certain our entire neighborhood can hear her.

When did I care so much about what other people think about my kid? About my parenting? It’s damaging my confidence as a woman, as a mom and as an example to my young and impressionable child.

The only way I can see to overcome this sense of guilt and shame is to accept it. Accept that my kid is human and developing impulse control and social emotional communication skills. Understand that I’m not a perfect parent, but if I love my kids and laugh at my faults, it’s a better lesson for my children than any perfect parenting technique I can carry out.

I have to trust that my children can make good and safe choices—if only encouraged and loved to do so—instead of being told. But honestly, the best thing we can do for our children is to stop hovering and start trusting ourselves.

3. Stand Up When You See Other Parents Belittled

I see it all the time on social media—constantly. Strongly-worded opinions pouring out on news articles and in parenting groups. “I would never!” “How could you?!” “That’s terrible!” Don’t scroll. Call it out. Call out the shamers. Make an open call to love and lift up one another. Support the struggling mom. It doesn’t matter if you disagree or if you think she’s wrong. Just. Be. Kind.

A good rule of thumb is: If you wouldn’t say this to someone’s face, don’t say it on social media either. Hiding behind a screen isn’t an excuse for cruelty or judgment. We just need to love each other.

Lifting the stigma of judgment and mom-shaming would go so much in building our confidence as parents and caregivers. It would encourage parents to have the confidence to not only trust themselves, but trust their children to learn and make their own mistakes.

After all, if we don’t set an example of love, kindness, curiosity and confidence, how can we impress that upon our children? If we lift each other up as parents, maybe we can stop helicoptering and fear-mongering over our children as well.

Featured Photo Courtesy: London Scout via Unsplash

With over 10 years in childcare experience, Lauren's passion for lifting up moms and advocating for children pours through her work with Breastfeeding World and her daycare. Her life is full of busy, crazy and LOUD. Oh, and coffee—always lots of coffee—but she wouldn't have it any other way.

We all love our spouse (’til death do us part, right?), but these funny tweets hit home all too well. In 140 characters or less, these tweets truly capture #MarriedLife. Scroll down to read some of our favorites.

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Which one is your favorite? Let us know in the comments below!

I conceived my son at the age of 42 via sperm and egg donation. When I was 39, I had no partner and realized I needed to consider single motherhood.  Although, I saw the end of my fertility looming, it took me a year to get up the guts to do it alone. I began trying to conceive at 40 but after a year I had to accept that I would only get pregnant with the use of a younger woman’s eggs. I hadn’t seen myself as an older, single mother, with no genetic relationship to my child.  But once I allowed myself to open to this new reality, I never looked back.

To some that may seem too old to having a first child. But, I live in the San Francisco Bay Area where many women put off child bearing and many others have children alone when they realize they are up against the clock and there’s no partner in sight. In my world, having a child in your late 30’s or early 40’s is not uncommon.

Yet, even I know the feeling of any older mom who gets mistaken for my son’s grandma. The minute I step on a plane or drive a few hours inland, people start assuming I’m my son’s grandmother. “Oh, how nice of you to spend quality time with your grandson,” a young mother exclaimed at the park in Nevada near my parents’ house. It made my heart lurch and I instantly vowed to exfoliate more and to find time to dye my hair more regularly. But when I had calmed down I realized that it’s a small price to pay for the joy of motherhood.

I can’t deny that when my son was first born, I spent a considerable amount of time worrying about how much time I would get to spend with him throughout his life.  Would I be around to see him settle into a career, get married or have kids? It was devastating and scary. I had to remind myself to relish even more in the present and recognize that I would have to tolerate the discomfort of the unknown.

But despite the discomfort and fear about the length of my life, I’ve also seen myself able to surrender more fully into being a mom. I’m a better mother because of my age. Here are some of the perks of being an older mom.

1) I’ve gotten the party out of my system.

I’m thrilled to no longer stay out late dancing or staying up to see the sunrise. I’m happy to stay home and watch Netflix after my son goes to sleep. I don’t feel like I’m being deprived of precious hours of social interaction, that must see concert or epic party. I’ve been there and done that, recognized that most hyped up events fall flat, and instead love the comfort of nesting at home and going to bed early.

2) I don’t yearn for freedom and spontaneity.

I had many years of being able to remain uncommitted, change plans suddenly, or go out of town with a moment’s notice. One year I quit my job and decided to go to Burning Man with a few days notice. Another year, I joined my friend in South America when she was struggling to find her way after moving to Chile. Now, I plan my days carefully around sleep requirements and meal times.  Toddlers hate surprises and changes to their routine and thus so do I. Routines and predictability are the name of the game. The years of flexibility and spontaneity trained me to get over it when something gets derailed, but I also relish the stability of our predictability and routine.

3) I’ve crossed most things off my bucket list already.

My list of places I want to travel is very long and far from finished. (But I was raised to place an extremely high value on travel so it may never be complete). Yet, I’ve had a career as a lawyer, changed careers a to become a life coach and somatic teacher, taken an epic 550-mile bike ride from San Francisco to LA, written a book, trekked in the Himalaya’s, swum in the Mediterranean, ridden camels out to the pyramids. I’ve accomplished enough and seen enough that I’m happy visiting a local farm or beach with my son. Simplicity and connection with my son are the name of the game, not exotic and far off destinations.

4) I’m ready to be of service.

When I was deciding whether to get pregnant, I envisioned my future and I saw myself getting bored of the freedom and spontaneity that had defined my life in the past. I yearned to be of service, to dedicate my life to someone else. I actually wanted the selflessness that comes with motherhood. And, so although I desperately feared all that I was giving up to have a child, I was ready to surrender to the sacrifices of motherhood.

5) It’s not as easy to blame childbirth for my sagging boobs.

Since my boobs were already beginning to sag before I started breastfeeding, I can’t easily trace the sad state of my boobs directly to child birth and breastfeeding. Let’s face it, everything is already in a state of decline.

6) I’m more emotionally mature and patient.

I spent the last several years, working on my relationships and emotional hang ups.  I’ve worked through most of my baggage and come to motherhood feeling stable, mature and grounded.  I’m not alone. A Danish research study that found older mothers are less likely to punish and scold their children, and that the children had fewer behavioral, social and emotional difficulties. The researchers attributed the differences to the mental flexibility, tolerance and emotional maturity of the mothers.

According to a study by the London School of Economics, children of older moms tend to be smarter, taller and healthier because older mothers have higher education, greater financial stability, more maturity and healthier lifest‌yles than younger mothers. The next time you are referred to as “grandma” smile and remember what a great job informed by your wealth of life experience.

Featured Photo Courtesy: OnlineMommyDiva via Pixabay

Sarah Kowalski, Esq., is a fertility doula, family-building coach, postpartum doula, and author. As a single mother-by-choice who conceived her son via sperm and egg donors, she is a go-to guide for women who are contemplating single motherhood, having fertility issues, raising donor-conceived children, or navigating life as single mothers. 

Your first baby is a unique, special creature. He was showered with attention. His life is documented in great detail. He only consumed organic, homemade foods. And then your second comes along and you get a little more realistic in your parenting goals. Here are a few signs you’ve loosened up a little for Baby #2.

Photo: Jim Champion via Flickr

1. With your first baby, you would NEVER disrupt their nap time for an outing. And if you were out, you would rush home to settle them into their darkened room while they drifted off to whale sounds from the white noise machine. Now you’ve got school pickup and soccer practice to go to, so baby learns to sleep whenever, wherever!

photo: Joe Green via flickr

2. During your first pregnancy, you read every single article and blog post you could about the size of your baby, your symptoms, what to expect and what was happening inside your tummy at that stage. This time around, you pop your prenatal vitamins and just let your body keep doing its thing.

Photo: Mark Doliner via Flickr

3. You swear by hand-me-downs. Why buy new footed PJs when you have bins full in your basement from your first little?

Photo: Tia Henriksen via Flickr

4. Baby #1 watched no more than a half hour of educational TV a day, and not until after his third birthday. Baby #2 has his own streaming videos account, and he is six months old.

Photo: Family O’Abe via Flickr

5. Your first had 247 photo albums dedicated to her. Baby #2’s life is documented on your phone during feedings.

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6. When your first born dropped their soother, you boiled it or washed it thoroughly in hot water before returning it to them. When your second drops a soother or a toy you give it a quick wipe on your pants and think to yourself, “He’ll have a strong immune system!”


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7. You catch Baby #2 licking the TV and instead of thinking, “Oh, no!” you think “No way! My toddler turned on the Bachelor?” By now, you’ve seen your first kid lick much, much worse.

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8. “Sleep when the baby sleeps” seems like some sort of sick joke.

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9. You rocked your first to sleep every night — and sometimes fell asleep right there with him. For the second it’s bing-bam-boom … to the crib he goes!

photo: Tabitha Blue via flickr

10. Baby #2’s jumper/activity center is affectionately known as the ‘Circle of Neglect’ around your house. And you feel very little guilt about it.

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11. Your partner, parents, in-laws and other family members never missed a single sonogram appointment the first time around. Now you fly solo! (And you use it as an excuse for some extra alone time.)

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12. When somebody asks if they can hold the baby, instead of being skeptical, you say “YES!” as if you have just won the lottery.

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13. You had no idea how you could possibly ever love another baby as much as your first. And then you met your second and your breath was taken away. You realize love has no limits and you couldn’t be happier.

What do YOU think are the signs that you’re on your second baby? Let us know in the Comments!

–Heather Dixon

We know you’re guilty. When you’re alone with your baby you secretly say, “mama,” or “dada” over and over hoping that your little nuggets first word will be calling for you. Are we right? One of America’s funniest dads, Jimmy Fallon, does it too and he wrote a sweet baby board book all about it. Read on to see why you may want to gift the new dad in your family with a copy of Your Baby’s First Word Will Be Dada to enjoy with his baby this Father’s Day.

The Plot Thickens

Your Baby’s First Word Will Be Dada is a simple little story. The baby book features a bunch of baby animals and their dads. The dad animals say, “dada,” and the baby animals reply with a moo, quack, woof and so on. Keep reading to find out if any of the animals say the coveted d-word first. You’ll get a laugh out of it and Baby will enjoy hearing and eventually learning the sounds different animals make.

Did It Work?

No. At least not for Fallon. He admits that his first born daughter Winnie’s first word was, “mama.” Luckily, he’s got one more chance as daughter number two, Frances, hasn’t reached talking age yet. As with any milestone, it seems your baby will walk when he’s ready, speak words when he wants to and in the order he sees fit. There’s no harm in trying though!

Your Baby’s First Word Will Be Dada is available for pre-order on Amazon.com, $7.99. Release date is set for June 9 – so you can get it just in time for a cute first Father’s Day gift from Baby.

What was your baby’s first word? Share your story below.

–Julie Seguss

If you’re already hooked on Instagram (we know you are!), this post isn’t going to help ween you from your addiction. We’ve sifted through feeds to find some of the hippest moms (and their equally hip babies) that the photo-sharing site has to offer. From expertly outfitted baby bumps to moccasin-clad bambino toes, check out our picks for the must-follow style maven mamas.

The mom with the chicest laid-back look: Shannon Peterson, Much Most Darling

This Instagram feed proves that new mamas can still be super fashionable (and comfortable) – whilst toting diaper bags and baby bottles. Shannon, a lifestyle blogger, features pics of her chill baby-mama style, which includes perfectly paired scarves, headbands and shawls. We also love when she sneaks a pic of her handsome 13.5 month old little guy into a style shot.

Instagram Handle: @shynnz

The mom whose baby always has adorable headbands: Lynzy Coughlin, Sparkling Foot Steps

During the day, Lynzy works in an ER room (you go, mama). She then moonlights as a blogger and photographer. Her Instagram images are super girly and ethereal, perfect for showing off the cute hair accessories that her 17-month old daughter Olivia rocks on the regular. Bonus: Lynzy’s two rescue kitties make chic cameos on the thread, too.

Instagram Handle: @sparklingfootsteps

The mom with the coolest (and realest) nursery: Shaynah Dodge, Ruffled Snob

This Minnesota-based family and style blogger shows off her “ordinary life” in this Instagram feed devoted mostly to the antics – their funny faces, their energy, their hip-beyond-hip fashion choices – of her three boys. But it’s Shynah’s simple, yet stylish nursery decor (her whole house for that matter) that we can’t get enough of.

Instagram Handle: @ruffledsnob

The mom with awesome nesting style: Mandy Roberson, Momma Society

Mandy, founder of Momma Society (an online community for modern mamas), makes nesting look so chic and fun! From baby moccasins, nursery books, toys, diapers, crib sheets, and clothes -the cutest clothes – this momma-to-be documents how she (and other moms) prep for their newest addition.

Instagram Handle: @mommasociety

The mom who knows exactly how to dress her baby bump: Christina Han Johnston, Proper Hunt

If mommy blogger Christina has ever had a rough day with her pregnancy, she doesn’t show it in her lovely Instagram feed. Instead, we see her glorious baby bump, homemade mama-friendly meals, and cute pics of her first born. If Christina’s photos are this addictive now, just wait until the new addition arrives!

Instagram Handle: @properhunt

The mom with the most fashionable babies: Karla Quiz, Karla and France

Karla is the mother of two little girls, sassy France Fox (3 years old) and sweet Fair James (7 months old). They live in the San Francisco Bay area and take weekly adventures into the city, but never without the cutest outfits (think: bandana bibs, head scarves, and jumpers, oh my!).

Instagram Handle: @karlaquiz

What other style maven mamas should we be following? Dish in the Comments section below. 

—Ayren Jackson-Cannady

Whether you’ve seen her on ABC’s Mistresses, the WB’s Charmed or — flashback alert — Who’s the Boss, Alyssa Milano has surely grabbed your attention. Now get to know a different, more personal, side of the hit actress. She’s mom to two-year-old Milo, who is a big part of her life, even when she’s traveling for work. (Milo was on the set of Mistresses with Alyssa every day she filmed.)

We chatted with Alyssa and she dished about how she balances her hot career with her equally busy role as a parent: “Every day is a new experiment,” she says. “I was a very Type A personality before having my child. I liked everything to be a certain way and was very much a perfectionist. I’m grateful for all my son is teaching me … to be present and in the moment.”

Turns out, there are products that help her do this, and make life more relaxed and fun when she’s on the road with Milo. Read on for the scoop.

Graco Low-Range Baby Monitor
Alyssa likes to keep tabs on Milo, but has a low-key approach. “I don’t do the video screen {thing},” she says. “I tried when Milo was first born and became obsessed with looking at the monitor.”

Homeopathic Medicine Kit
A love of natural remedies spurs Alyssa to pack this when traveling. “I pack herbs and homeopathic medicines for everything from teething to bumps to bruises to whatever cold we could possibly pick up,” she says.

White Noise Machine & Fully Loaded iPod
Both things cancel bad noise out and let relaxing sounds in. “I have an iPod that’s filled with his music,” says Alyssa. “It has Jewel’s lullaby CD — that’s our bath time music — and also The Beatles, a beautiful lullaby compilation from Africa, a Dean Martin lullaby album, and some of the Rockabye Baby CDs … like “Baby Coldplay.”

Skincare Products & Shampoo
Alyssa’s beauty essentials include Corrective Skincare products, which come from a small company out of Utah; and WEN shampoo, created by L.A. hairstylist Chaz Dean.

Febreze Sleep Serenity Bedding Refresher
Febreze’s new spray for sheets, pillows and blankets is part of the first line of scents designed specifically for the bedroom. It helps Alyssa get her beauty sleep. “Lavender relaxes me,” she says.

Her Dad’s PJs
“When I was seven months pregnant, my dad gave me his pajamas. They are the coziest things and I still wear them every night,” says Alyssa.

Go ahead — steal Alyssa’s secrets for what to bring on the road. And if you want to see her heat up the small screen, watch episodes of Mistresses online at abc.go.com.

Do you favorite products of your own to share? Let us know in the Comments section below.

— Kelly Aiglon

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Photos: ©(ABC/BOB D’AMICO), Graco, k14 on Flickr creative commons, Febreze Sleep Serenity