Sometimes parenting is like magic. A warm breeze blows from north while the sun shies upon our backs with just enough strength to turn our skin brown. Our children play happily with clean faces and freshly ironed clothes.
Other times, it's just hard work.
Usually, our children are sweet sugar to our tongues. Their cherub faces, wide eyes and tiny hands provide constant delight while their mis pronunciation of words proves endlessly endearing.
Other times they are vinegar (maybe apple cider vinegar, to be fair - they're still a little bit sweet).
This weekend we've had our fair share of apple cider vinegar from our two. Dave and I are exhausted beyond comprehension, making it difficult to get along with anyone- let alone each other.
Our days have started well before the sun is willing to rise and the children seem to have done nothing other than bicker, cry and make a mess. Not just any mess, a huge mess- in every room. We've stomped around the house in filthy moods with scowls on our faces. We've fed off each others misery whist trying to ignore responsibility and reality. The screen doors were left open and the flies joined us in the house.
Sometimes it takes a couple of days of poor behaviour (from everyone) before we can regroup and begin again.
Today, we began again.
As we approach the silly season Dave and I are reminded that it's our job to give our kids the best opportunity to succeed. We need to ensure that we put them first and make their needs our priority. They need to be well rested, well feed and firmly disciplined. They need to know the boundaries and expectations. They need to know they are loved, unconditionally.
This week we will move forward as a family. Patience, gratitude and forgiveness will be at the fore front of our hearts and minds. Our voices will be raised less often and our knees will be bent more frequently. We will meet our children at eye level and speak to them as we expect them to speak to us.
Slowly and intentionally we will demonstrate kindness, gentle touch and self control.
At times we will fail. But we will begin again, again.
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