Big misbehaviors today. Very, very hard. VERY hard.
And that was the kids. I could also have behaved in a more healthful way. I blame myself for my slips. And now I will forgive myself and continue to be the best person I can be.
Tomorrow, new day.
An ongoing quest for the meaning of life. Does true happiness exist in a Tory Burch turquoise-trimmed sheath, a MarieBelle Dark Chocolate Croquette bar, a rose garden, a rocky Maine beach, a daughter's eyes, an inky star-sprinkled sky, hours of computer keystrokes that tell a story--or all of the above?
So sorry to hear. Parenting is the hardest job in the world.
ReplyDeleteAnd, don’t spend time on blame, especially of yourself. Know that you are always doing the best you can. Even when you feel you’ve given up or given in, it’s still the best you can, at that moment. Don’t talk to yourself yourself worse than you would treat a friend.
Hang in there.
Xoxo, Nan
Sad that kids learn about age 7 that if they goad you into losing it, they have decent shot at lessening consequence for their original actions AND the goading. The fights get ugly when they strategically refuse to acknowledge that you are raising them, and not vice versa. Hang in there, Alice!
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Liz and Nan, these notes were comforting, and I thank you. Love, Alice
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