Let’s write for five minutes, just write. Ready…
GO!
I’m tired of the bullshit, the whining, the angry words. I’m tired of repeating myself over and over again and getting nowhere.
I’m tired of hearing “I’m not your friend anymore.” and “That’s not fair” screamed behind slammed doors.
He’s only four and I’m tired of the attitude already. It MUST change.
I want him to know joy, to be positive and see the glass half full instead of half empty. I want to see smiles instead frowns.
In order to find a solution I only need to look in the mirror. Children model what they see, and what he’s seeing must not be good. I need to start walking the walk and talking the talk. Stop being petty, and jealous and angry. I must learn to forgive even if it takes every ounce of strength I have, because once I let go of the mad, sads and angrys I will be tired no more.
And then the joy will flow.
STOP!
>So beautiful, I love reading your five minutes on Friday with a nice cuppa, they are so inspiring and so meaningful.
Every kid goes through these stages, I know I did (for many, many years I'm afraid) it's all part of growing up, one day ghe will realise that theree is no need to react this way and life will be perfet once more.
Big hugs x x x x
>We could say DITTO over here. It is really hard to be a parent. I'm just glad I have friends that understand and remind me… it'll be ok. Then I put on my rose colored glasses and just go with it. It's the bravest decision ever–the decision to be a parent. We are doing it. We are strong and brave and perfect for the job.
Cheers~Ivy