My last post, and the events that came before it, made me feel like I shouldn’t be blogging. I went through a few days of – “What am I doing, exactly?” Putting out there on the internet how challenging my son can be sometimes, and then later, how inadequate I feel in handling him and… Continue reading Reflection.
These past few weeks have been filled with exhaustion. Besides being 21 weeks pregnant, my son is – so challenging. He really, really is. I wrote this post right after he had a massive meltdown when my husband wasn’t here to help me. That was weeks ago. He’s thrown that same fit many times since. It’s… Continue reading I’ve lost my parenting mojo.
His body goes limp in my arms, still young but not-so-little. He screams, thrashes, brings himself to the floor. He didn’t want to brush his teeth, but he didn’t want his twin sister to have teeth time with me either. He wanted to be first, and to also not brush his teeth. I stay calm,… Continue reading Dreaming of tomorrow
See that boy? The boy with the empty plate (save for some peas) and the brand new car napkin? He and his sister were driving me absolutely mad at mealtimes, and in fact, most of their meltdowns were occurring right at the table. I’ve had an epiphany this weekend, and it’s like I’ve got brand… Continue reading Why I gave up mealtime battles