Well, I warned you, this blog is for my rants and raves as a mommy of 2 - so here's the replay of the day:
I have a photo shoot coming up for a young family, so I thought i'd try to take the girls out to Micheal's and then we'd go out for lunch.
Someone should have tried to stop me. I must be crazy!!! Me, going out with two girls, BEFORE nap time, ALONE - what was I really expecting? (A miracle no doubt)
Well we got to Micheal's and Leah had a fit about going into the cart, so enter first stares from strangers here. Then, Heaven wouldn't stay by me. I found myself counting 1,2,3 at least a half dozen times and telling her "Don't Touch That" more times than I could count. If it wasn't for me really not wanting to leave empty handed for all the effort I put forth to get out the door and down to the store, I think I would have walked out right then, but I didn't. I kept going, kept warning, and kept looking like THAT mom that I used to foolishly judge and think to my self "man, that lady needs to get control of her kids". Oh, how little I knew back then. I was a GREAT mom until I had kids of my own.
I feel like I do discipline my kids, but maybe it's not enough - and on the other hand, I don't want to constantly be yelling at them, and be so strict that we never have any fun. On hard days like today, I have to ask myself, "is it really ever going to get better" or is it just a mantra we repeatedly tell ourselves to make it through each day?
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