That's about how my day goes all day long. The correcting part comes easy. I jump on that bandwagon in a split second. I am there before I even intend to be. Parenting so many young kids had made me very reactive... When the 2 year old is eating a sharpie, the 3 year old is playing in the sink, and the 4 year old is announcing he's big enough to collect eggs by himself that reactive thing gets intense.
BUT, I am actually learning something... I am going to correct and I may not be Polly Perfect in my style, but I reconnect as soon as possible. I smile at them or touch them softly or make a funny face. I behave as if I actually like them and I show in some small way that I want to stay connected. When I do that the tension inside them releases, sometimes a little... sometimes a lot. We rarely have deep and meaningful conversations. I just find a way to show a little "I like you," and it is one of the things that makes my chaotic life work a little better.
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