We’ve had a tough week. That might even be an understatement. In the past week I have been bitten multiple times, scratched, punched, kicked and had my hair pulled out.
I wasn’t kidding. It was tough.
Oddly, I don’t feel that these are the times that test me as a parent.
It’s easy to be patient and empathetic when your child is suffering. When she is so far gone that rational thinking is in another universe there isn’t much you can do but be patient. Also, two irrationally angry people rarely make good decisions. So I show her empathy hoping that she learns how to react when you are upset. I show that I love her at her worse. I show her forgiveness.
Then I get the little girl that sat next to me at church this morning. Out of her element, unsure of her surroundings, scared, but holding my hand and snuggling into my leg. She didn’t let go the entire time. Although she rarely verbalizes her love, she embraces me when she’s scared and lets me know that she feels secure with me.
That’s when I know that I’ve made good decisions. It’s these moments that will give me the patience the next time things get tough.
You are such a great mom Jamie. Molly and Charlie are lucky to have you.
I am sorry your week was tough. It is amazing though they can push all your buttons and in the next second wash all of the anguish and frustration away.
It’s even more amazing how quickly they flip the switch!