20 minute challenge

Well let's face it, I only had 20 mins last time and I currently have 17 mins until I have to go get the little boy :D

Oh I miss him while he is at childcare but I truly love these days.

I never expected to feel so conflicted by the arrival of the little boy. I am astonished by how quickly I can get frustrated with him when he has been at school all day. How I can loose my patience with him.

My sister is a great mother but have always thought she was a little hard on her boys. We went to her place during the holidays and she was yelling at them (they are in that tween stage) and I thought that she just needed to be a little more patient with them. I smiled indulgently at her so I copped it as she stormed off into her bedroom (she is pregnant so she is extra sensitive). Another time I meet her in town (after school holidays) and she is all calm and serene with my little boy while I am quitely seething cause he is being a typical little 3 yr old argh..... I could tell she was thinking that I just needed to lighten up a little :D

I know we (mum's that is) aren't suppose to say this but there are days that I wish we didn't have him. I know he will never realise this because he is my life, my everything. Maybe that is part of the problem. I don't truly accept and love myself and the little boy really reflects this.

The little boy is such a reflection of our parenting. I can really see it. After a few days of me being 'yelly' at him he will be 'yelly' with me. I do love that I have raised him to speak up though. A few times he has said to me 'you aren't listening to me mummy' and you know what... I wasn't. Really makes me stop, breath, think and start again.

I thought it was my job to teach him about the world but I think he is my biggest teacher.

love. light and blessings
Kelebek