is hard.It's been an especially tough week, I've lost my temper several times and have needed lots of support to get back to the joy of mothering.
B is a talkative fella, extremely smart and his motor is constantly running. Couple his high activity level with too much backtalking and disobedience, and I was at my end. My dear friend, SoulSisterM, listened to me cry and helped me gain perspective and enthusiasm for keeping on. Later in the evening, SuperDaddy took over parenting duties as soon as he got home from work. I was emotionally spent and physically worn out. I called my Dad (who is also a SuperDaddy) asking for help from him and my mom the following afternoon.
With the support of friends and family who were kind enough to listen to me whine and make great suggestions, SuperDaddy and I made some adjustments to our rules and procedures to get our little guy back on track. I'm also making a more concerted effort to spend quality one-on-one time with B. With a 3 yr old in the house and B in school, it's a little tricky!
I am reminded
-how much I rely on friends and family in the tough times. And how reliable they are, amazing.
-that I'm a better mom when I take care of myself and take little breaks from mothering.
-that I am still learning how to mother 2 kids.
-that these children are so special, even in the hard times.
-that SuperDaddy and I make a pretty good team.


























