I’ve always been reluctant to write too often about family stuff here. OrdStrange isn’t the warmest and fuzziest of outlets. Sseeing it as it is, I feel like I can bring in some things.
Living with a 21 month old boy can be the most beautiful thing in the world, yet at the tick of the second hand, the world can seem so upside down. Tantrums. Wow!
Being a fairly new thing to our peaceful little world(maybe only two or three times), expectantly, we get a bit upset. I dont take it as a reflection on us or our parenting, really just him working his way through things, independence, and trying to figure out who he is going to be; at least at this point. My wife gets the brunt of the onslaught when it surfaces, seeing that she is with him 8+ hours a day, solo; or out going to toddler things. As of yet, I am on the fringe.
Being able to show the discipline to snuff out the flames of anger in the face of a toddler who is working through emotions and issues in his little innocent head is just flat intense. wow that is a long sentence
Just a big ole test/lesson in finding compassion and staying mindful of what his little point of view may be at that moment. Don’t react. Think, and be compassionate. Again, be mindful.
Right?
“don’t believe the florist, when he tells you that the roses are free.”
Love.