Tantrums. A mother's worst nightmare. Today, I was the lucky recipient of one. A bad one. As it usually is, it was over nothing. Honestly I don't remember what the issue started out as. I know how it ended...Of course now I am feeling guilty and sad that my little girl is crying with the zub-zubs. I wonder if all of the mom's I know who I think are so cool-headed and calm ever are challenged with a tantrum. Probably not. I feel like the worst mom whenever a tantrum ensues. A lot of the time I find myself so tired and out will to argue that I give in. I am sure that this is why her tantrums seem so extreme. Poor girl, I know she misses her Daddy and I know it's hard to be (almost) 4. I wish I had the patience of Job, sadly, I do not.
{Off to give my girlie some loves}
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