Saturday, April 19, 2014
You little devil you. On Monday you surely broke some kind of record for the number of meltdowns had in a 2 hour span. All because we were at the museum with your friend Jonathan and you had to share your mama with him. I found myself getting sucked into your vortex of misery but thankfully I chose to take a deep breath and hold my own. I was able to tend to your emotional needs without riding your roller coaster ride of (bat shit) crazy. Jonathan and I had a fantastic time, as you had meltdown after meltdown. I didn't feel drained of energy; nor did I feel the desire to ring your little neck. I was able to comfort you, give you space when you needed it and not resent you for being a crazy toddler. The second we got out of the museum you were all mischief and giggles once again. I can not even begin to imagine how confusing and overwhelming your emotions must seem to you. And how poorly equipped you are to deal with them. I can see now just how important my own handling of a situation is in teaching you how to cope with your emotional ups and downs. I look back at all the times I didn't know any better and chose to mirror your own emotional state; instead of holding my own. Sorry little bubba, but being a patient and loving mama takes a whole lot of practice. Something tells me you'll give me plenty of opportunity to keep practicing. You little devil you.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Sunday, April 13, 2014
I was attempting something like this. But it is a rare occurrence for Maya to humour me and stand still the way I want her to. She is way too busy being a rascal. A rascal with the sweetest little curly braid and upper bum dimples.