It’s about 8:48 pm and my legs are killing me.Running after 2 toddlers every day all day is EXHAUSTING. rewarding but still exhausting. Sparkle is finally of age where she is following everything SJ does but with a bit of sass. Often times I catch myself saying, Lord give me strength to make it through today. Please Jesus!Having a few moments of quiet time often leads to reflect on my day of parenting? Did I fall short of patience, love, miss opportunities to be better than I was yesterday. I get it, as mothers, we are so hard on ourselves. How could we not be? Raising a child can sometimes be hard, often leaving us with one questions, are we doing a good job. I can’t but help but think about my relationship with her.
When raising her, I want us to be close.From firsthand experience, I saw and felt what type of damage happens to a mother and daughter relationship when there is no closeness. My first question, was how do I avoid that? By being friends!! When I was growing up my mom kept repeating I am your mother not your friend, and that always kept me from sharing things with her. It caused a lot of riff raft in our home during my teenage years even through college. Now that I am mother, I understand a little more from her perspective. Don’t ya hate that! It’s like you feel so sorry for how you acted towards your mom once you become a mom. Jesus and his sense of humor is something else!
Well I want to make sure I set things straight now with Summer. Yes, we are best friends but I am also your mother. Often times when I discipline her, she gives me” I thought we were friends face”. Gonna take a lot of work and patience to help her understand, yes we are friends, but I am disciplining you to help you not hurt you. It doesn’t take much to get my point across to her when she is doing wrong, because she is so sensitive, looking at her wrong, makes he cry. Poor baby!
Tell me, do you believe in the being your mini(s) friend?