What Happens When We Compare Our Children?

Comparing and contrasting are things we’re taught from an early age.

Dr. Seuss - One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish

Dr. Seuss – One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish

These animals are the same because they’re fish. They’re different because of their colors. The white, red, and blue fish are the same in that there’s only one of each; the green fish are different in that there are two of them.

I vividly remember reading this book in 1st grade, and honestly, comparison started much earlier. From basically the day we’re born, people are showing us how things are similar and how they are different.

What I can’t quite figure out is when, at least for me, that comparison turned into judgment.

I have no opinion about any of Dr. Seuss’s fish over another. They’re different colors, but in this instance, that gives no hierarchy in my brain.

So why is it that, at some point in life, the red fish may feel insecure because blue fish are considered prettier? At what point do the green fish start being teased because they’re aren’t a primary color?

At some point, comparisons develop deeper meaning. As Rebecca Webber points out in Psychology Today, “Measuring the self against others is a modus operandi of the human mind, and in some ways, it can be helpful. The inspiration you feel about someone else’s achievements can rev up the motivation to improve your own life. The recognition that your abilities are a notch above someone else’s can deliver a boost to your self-esteem. But comparisons can be harmful when they leave you feeling chronically inferior or depressed.”

“The Comparison Trap”

Clearly, my concern here is with something much larger than just comparing our children.

There are so many ways in which we need to stop comparing our kids–their milestones, eating habits, ability to enunciate, athletic skill, grades, test scores, etc. These are so much like the ways we need to stop comparing ourselves–our weight, skin tone, clothing, socioeconomic status, career success, etc.

I say “etc.” at the end of both previous sentences very intentionally. In this instance, “etc.” does not mean, I’m sure there are other things I could include in this list, but I don’t want to take the time to think about them. Rather, it means, the number of ways in which we compare ourselves are endless, and I know of no better way to represent that boundlessness.

But writing about that would take a book, 2 books, a lifetime. Here, I have a single blog post, so I’m going to narrow.

First, I’m concerned about the ways in which we devalue ourselves and others through comparison.

According to social comparison theory, Webber explains, “Our comparison-targets, as researchers refer to them, tend to be those we most closely identify with as well as those within our personal orbit.” She further highlights a seemingly obvious, but I think essentially important point.

The comparisons that most impact our opinions of ourselves and others are those in the areas in which we place the most value. For me, those areas are intelligence, writing ability, career success, and relationships–with my husband, friends, family, children, and the world around me (both local and distant).

Of Course We Compare Ourselves as Moms, and Compare Our Children!

Our own parenting ability, and our children (who we likely believe reflect our parenting ability) are domains on which nearly all of us place value!

So, by comparing Jack to another child, I am, in many ways, comparing my own parenting skills to other parenting skills. This can have both positive and negative effects.

Jack and I visiting my college roommate and her precious dude over New Years

Second, I’m concerned about the ways in which we compare our children. By weighing them against each other, we place enormous pressure on them while also unconsciously devaluing our own parenting.

Comparing Milestones

As I think through the process of comparison and how it impacts us, I’m going to focus specifically on childhood milestones. Why? 2 reasons, really.

  1. A reader asked me to talk about this subject specifically
  2. It’s something I’m really struggling with myself. If you read my post about reckoning with Jack’s best friend being his bottle, then you had probably already figured out that this is an area where I struggle.

Let me tell you about our recent trip to San Diego.

At the San Diego Zoo Safari Park. Wallabies, or, as Amy and I liked to call it, nature’s original babywearing.

We took this trip the week after Christmas to visit my college roommate, who just happens to have a darling boy, Bryce, Bryce is only 2 months younger than Jack. We were a mere 1 month apart gestationally, but Jack came 3 weeks early, and Bryce made his appearance 1 week late.

Before this visit, I was so excited for Jack to meet his new friend. I was elated about the idea of spending nearly a week with my former roomie and her awesome husband.

Jack, ever the cautious kid, was on a backpack leash so he could roam the zoo park easily. Of course, he barely noticed the leash; he preferred just holding someone’s hand.

I only had one concern about the trip–not the 5-hour flight with a toddler, not adjusting him to the time change, not traveling during the holidays or the fact that my whole family was sick the week leading up to the trip.


I was concerned about how much I’d be bothered to see Bryce, younger than Jack, not taking a bottle when Jack still insists on having one.

How much would this bother me? Why would this bother me?

The good news is, it didn’t really bother me at all, likely because I was mentally prepared for it. But that didn’t stop me from making every other comparison in the book.

Some of my favorite people in the world, inquisitively contemplating the wallabies.

Bryce says more words than Jack.

Jack talks more in general, in full sentences of babble in which no words are clearly discernible other than the occasional “Daddy.” He’s on target for his age with words–he has the ability to say more words than his pediatrician expected. He doesn’t have a problem.

But Bryce has a greater variety of words, and he’s younger. His words are clearer and more often in context. The first time he pointed to the sky and said, “Eh-pane!” I had no question about the fact that he had just pointed to (actually a helicopter) and said, “airplane.” As clear as day.

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Bryce watches the “eh-pane!” I just missed him pointing.

Jack had been on an airplane just the day before, but he has no idea what that word means.

So my mommy brain starts spinning: Why does Bryce say more words than Jack? Is it because he’s in daycare and hears more? Do his parents work with him more than we do? Should I worry that Jack is going to fall behind in his speech? Is he already? Is his babble a sign of pronunciation struggles?

And on and on.

(Side note: I probably worry about this more than most people because I had 2 speech impediments as a child. Regardless, these are the types of comparisons parents make all the time.)

Jack is calmer than Bryce.

And more serious. Much more serious.

Bryce acts like a mobile little toddler. He doesn’t like to sit still, wanting to run around everywhere he goes. He has a clear sense of “mine” vs “yours,” a concept Jack has no grasp on yet. When they were together, Bryce ran the show, and Jack (always the serious and contemplative one) sat back and watched, engaging when he chose.

Enter brain swirl.

Bryce isn’t wild; he’s actually well behaved and incredibly sweet. But he’s so wild compared to Jack. Why is Jack so serious? Bryce is just acting like a normal kid, so that must mean Jack isn’t normal. He’s more reserved, quieter, questioning everything around him.

Jack doesn’t care when someone takes a toy from him; he just stands and watches it happen. It’s almost like he’s thinking, “How odd that this other person took this toy from me. I would not have made the same decision. I wonder why he made that choice.” Does that mean he’s going to be a pushover? Does that mean he’s going to be bullied?

The dynamic of these 2 tiny friends is that Bryce was basically always in the driver’s seat. Jack was more skeptically along for the ride.

Dear God, Anxious Mom Brain, Just Stop Already!

Here’s the point I really want to make. When I was asked to talk about how we can cope with comparing milestones, I thought I was the worst person to write that piece because it’s clearly a weakness of mine.

But you know what? Maybe that makes me the best person to write about it.

Because writing gives me distance, the chance to step outside of myself and evaluate situations I normally just react to. Writing, in this case, is active, not reactive.

So after some contemplation, here’s my advice, a quick, go-to list to help myself (and hopefully you) cope with the milestone comparisons.

Questions to Ask Yourself

When you’re not pleased with how you’re reacting to something, stepping back and watching yourself can allow you room to think. If you find yourself comparing your child to another, these questions are helpful.

Is there any action I can take that would help my child achieve this milestone?

Here are my responses for the above scenarios:

Talking: Yes!

  1. Spend more time pointing out everyday objects, not just pictures in books
  2. Make an effort to stay quiet when people ask Jack questions. My instinct is to answer for him, but he needs time to go through the cognitive process of recognizing that someone asked a question and determining an answer.
  3. Register for 2 days per week of 2-year-old preschool for next school year. Research indicates that young children, beginning in infancy, learn more about speech by listening/talking to other children, rather than adults.

Being More Serious and Less Assertive than Some Kids? No!

I mean, there are things I could do, like teach him that it’s not okay for someone to take a toy away, but I believe that would do more harm than good. Which leads me to the next question.

Will this action be more beneficial or detrimental to my child?

I don’t want to choose actions that will overwork him or stress him out. We’re not going to start working on a daily flashcard routine. He’s a toddler; we’ll play with flashcards sometimes, and we won’t others. He doesn’t need a curriculum yet.

Will this action do more to help or hurt my family?

That is, does it require extra time or financial commitment? How much of such commitments can we make? Is the benefit worth the cost?

What do I do when there’s no effective action to take?

Leave it alone. That doesn’t mean you’ll never think about it or notice it again, but by channeling your energy into action that is effective, you’ll think less and less about the things that aren’t.

Further, by stepping back from the situation and thinking through these questions, you prioritize your concerns, which helps your brain organize a hierarchy of what it should make you think about.

This process also helps you forget about unnecessary concerns. I know, for instance, that Jack is on track with his speech. Bryce is advanced, and that’s awesome, but by thinking through the ways I can help Jack with speech, I’m reminded of what he can already do. I’m also less worried because I have productive solutions in place in case he does fall behind.

Key Take-Away

But let’s be honest, there’s a key takeaway here that has absolutely nothing to do with our littles.

When we compare milestones, it’s largely about us as parents. Yes, we want the best for our children and worry if something indicates they might not excel. But we also know that all children are different, all humans are different, and at least in my scenarios, there is no big cause for concern.

Here’s the truth: my concern is with myself and my parenting choices.

Am I doing less, or worse, and is that what’s making the difference? While I truly believe the answer is no, I think it’s key that we remember this root cause of worry.

I need to write this down and tape it to my bathroom mirror. When I compare Jack’s accomplishments to other children’s, I’m actually comparing myself to other mothers’. It’s not a judgment of Jack’s ability; it’s me questioning my parenting style and choices.

The good news is, I have 34 years of experience coping with comparing myself to others. That’s much easier to handle that comparing my baby.

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And ultimately, despite all my anxiety instincts, I got to enjoy a fantastic visit with some of the world’s greatest people.

What comparisons do you find yourself making between your child and other kids? What has helped you along your journey of self-comparison?

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