A recent study coming out of the United Kingdom suggests that if I constantly remind my daughters of my high expectations, I will dramatically increase their chances of becoming successful women.
In other words, I am to nag them to death until none of us can stand the sound of my voice.
Some may be asking, “There are mothers who don’t nag?”
For the record, women wouldn’t feel compelled to nag if everybody would just freakin’ do what we ask them to do the first time. Do people think we really want to live this way?! (As an aside, my own personal research shows nagging does not work on husbands. Not even a little. Like, so little it will astound you.)
But when it comes to our daughters, apparently, if we just keep up the good fight, we have hope to transform the future of our daughters.
By constantly expressing my high expectations, despite even the rolliest of their eye rolls, the data suggest I have a good chance to make it:
» Less likely my girls will become pregnant as teenagers.
» More likely they’ll attend college.
» Less likely they’ll get stuck in dead-end, low-wage jobs.
» Less likely to have prolonged periods of unemployment.
If I can be honest, I’d like a similar study to research what creates an outcome of good, moral, successful men. As a parent of two daughters, I also get a little despondent imagining the kind of men they might bump into at parties, but I digress.
Certainly, factors like home environment, the presence and involvement of a second parent, temperament and inherent personality of the child also play a role. In my own experience, my mom didn’t nag me — probably because I was the baby in the family and learned quickly what not to do by those who went before me.
I would like to say that teen pregnancy was not even close to an option because I held fast to my morals and bright future, but I have to admit that my “elastic jogging pants and non-existent sex appeal” phase probably helped a little.
So did my parents’ unconditional love, discipline and consistency.
So did my naturally ambitious nature.
I mean, who’s to say, really?
But hey — the data look promising. Nagging obviously has its place, and if it will help my daughters fight to become their very best selves, even subconsciously, I’m willing to fall on the naggy sword.