I've had half a voice this past week. It's exhausting pushing out the voice to get the volume up enough to be heard, so I get light-headed if I talk too much. I say, "You will not get a snack if you don't eat all your sweet potatoes." And then I drop to the floor panting.
So when I say a whole sentence or two and the kids say, "What?" I resort to hand motions or give up.
Also, Lola is in a very screaming, fit-throwing stage. Well, the 2nd bday is approaching. That's no excuse. I see us pulling through it. She used to throw herself down to the floor and totally reject both discipline and affection. She just wanted me to get away. So I'd, discipline, hug and hold her while she writhed back, trying to peal away from me, and then let her flop on the floor for a minute and get it out of her system. Eventually she would end the episode by getting up and falling into my arms for a hug. Now the episodes are half as long. Still, there is plenty of screaming. I see us pulling through though. She's a sweety. When the screaming isn't happening, it's nothing but hugs.
I wish I could do-over with Riley. I was a different mom then. Then I believed more in discipline. Now I believe more in hugs (still discipline, but more hugs).
All this Pinteresting is inspiring and frustrating. My sewing skilz are stinky, mostly because I'm made for those instant gratification projects, like rolling paint onto a wall as fast as you can. I like projects to be done in a day. I see so many cute skirt and dress making tutorials. I tried a couple and I could't even wear them for pajamas, they're so bad. I need lessons.
Whooo! I'm on cup o' coffee #2. I should put it towards cleaning the bathrooms.
1 comment:
Aw sweet Lola. I just love her hugs.
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