11 months ago
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Raising the White Flag
I'm done. The boy is winning. I find it hard enough to be consistent, set boundaries on a daily basis, after a long day in the lab. Monkey knows what he can and can not do. He also knows when mommy is tired and daddy is being lazy. I love the boy and I know that he needs me to be consistent and set boundaries, so despite being tired from a day in the lab, I come home, make dinner and parent. Which is all fine and manageable until I get sick and its snows and I'm cold. How he knows, I have no idea but he knows and pushes harder and faster. I'm raising the white flag. I'm the mom curled up in ball, under the blanket whimpering.
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I've got nothing, other than to tell you that
1. He'll likely survive without signinficant emotional scarring, whether you hide under the blanket or blow a gasket.
2. It's Christmas. Shouldn't daddy be taking him to wait in line to get his photo taken with Santa? And then, then they should go to the toy store after. Just remember to give him an ice cream cone before they leave. .. .
I hear you, ScientistMother. If I could, I would buy you a latte. I really would
*Hug* Hope you feel; better soon.
Tomorrow will be better?
I agree with Mrs. Spit that he won't be scarred if you take a little breather. I have 6 siblings, so my mom certainly couldn't give us each the focused attention that monkey probably gets most of the time. We're mostly fine, healthy adults now.
I've been there, too. The part that gets me the most is always the "daddy is being lazy" part. I hope when mommy starts whimpering and rocking back and forth it lights a fire under daddy's...
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