Little boy of mine is currently sleeping, which means that I can finally think. Today was a day of one 45-minute nap and lots of whining. It's been an exhausting day and so many times today I felt myself slipping into this stuck place of impatience and aggression. My buttons are pushed by this kid like nobody has ever been able to before. I get so frustrated when I have said "Please eat your sandwich" fifteen times with no response and then begging for raisins begins. I even had to ask him not to chew on the remote today. This child is no longer a teething baby who doesn't know any better. Come on. Gimme a little something for my 27 months of love, devotion, and discipline... tell me it's not for nothing! I sound like a broken record and I even grit my teeth. Not a pretty day on the whole, and I know that I must be stressed out already to not be dealing with this as well as I could be. I realized recently that to be the perfect disciplinarian I have to be well-rested, well fed, healthy, not distracted, and so on. Basically, it will rarely be the ideal time to deal with a toddler on the verge of a tantrum, so I'll just have to do it on the fly. And that will have to be good enough.
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