Written by Shar Schmidt
“I need someone on this stepstool for teeth RIGHT NOW, and I don’t care who it is!” I holler, as one runs off to find her stuffies and the other hides behind the bathroom door, giggling under her breath.
It is the end of a day when my work kept me so engaged that I finally ate the last crumbs of my thrice-microwaved lunch at 4:45pm, and my darling young girls’ antics no longer hold any charm. The late lunch led to a late departure, which led to a late dinner, late bath, late bedtime snack and no books tonight. Finally settled, as I lay in my spot wedged between them on their big bed, I will still whisper “Mumma loves you. Thank you for being so nice.”
Becoming a more gentle parent has been extremely rewarding, as I have been able to watch in a short time the difference it has made for every family member. But I still have my limits, my moments and my loud voice. It’s ok. We do our best.
I am sure they are asleep, so now comes the extrication process. The slow shoulder release out from under theirs, the leg lift and full body crunch, which sometimes makes me feel as though my ovaries are exploding. It ensures a swift and quiet escape, and I am fairly sure that I can call it an exercise routine.
As a mom, some times the victories aren’t big, or immediately evident. But we have to recognize and celebrate them all, for our wellbeing!
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A couple of years ago, I decided to stop yelling at my kids. I turned into this raving lunatic that I barely recognized. it has improved my relationship with my kids and in return I get better control. there are moments here and there where I completely lose it, but it is never the norm.