...so that's why I'm blogging tonight. I need virtual commiserating! HA!
No, I just had to vent about the girl today. First, she woke up at 5:50 and didn't go back to sleep, or to her own room. Meanwhile, the rooster in the other bedroom managed to sleep til 6:45. If it ain't one, it's the other.
She then proceeded to exhaust me with her disobedience. I took away the crayons before 8 AM, computer game time before lunch, and swim time before nap. I really hoped she would wake up better behaved because I was running out of things to do with her.
What I hate most of all on these days is my own anger. I hate when I lose my cool, I hate when I hurt others, especially my precious girl, in my anger. I hate how I sound. I hate the ineffectiveness of anger. I don't win. She doesn't behave better. I don't feel better.
I'm learning what to let slide and how to pick my battles. I'm trying to have foresight--to see how my reaction in a situation has consequences, good or bad. I'm trying not to use my s**t pass! And I'm praying as much for my own heart as I am hers.
In other news, Benjamin was a doll today and his first tooth has made an appearance.
Love you all!