Raising kids is tough. I'm not sure anyone has ever said it was easy, but there are certainly things that you come across that aren't exactly gone over in the kid manual.
For example. Our three year old is having trouble going to bed. She says she is scared. Scared of her bed, scared of different rooms, scared of the smoke detectors, etc. It does seem genuine. However, on occasion she has instantly stopped being scared when it has suited her because the "fear" got in the way of something she wanted.
That in and of itself is a puzzle and challenge, but then you layer it on to the fact that the evenings are the only time Debra and I get time together so a toddler running around or crying or snuggling us is not conducive to good conversation let alone anything else. So there is a certain level of frustration on my/our end that makes dealing with this a bit more difficult.
I want to be compassionate and caring. But I don't want to coddle her just because she says she is scared. If I figure out a silver bullet solution I'll let you know, but until then it is a daily trial full of errors.
Maybe it's a phase and she will snap out of it some Tuesday.
No comments:
Post a Comment