This house has been filled with fighting, threatening, mild yelling (I am only fooling myself with the word mild), and a few sightings of the spatula.
I don't know if it was in the water or something my adorable children ate but we have been struggling with some little turned big attitudes around here. Now the key to parenting and/or being a great parent is knowing how to deal with your kids on a personal level. What works for one may not work for the other. I said key and trust me I don't even know how to find the lock so I am just assuming that what I am talking about makes sense. So bare with me....
I am still trying to pinpoint what works for Nickolas. He is a very emotional old soul who can be disciplined by the threatening of mommy's heart breaking or tears from daddy if he doesn't do what he is suppose to do. Okay at least I think that is what works.
Jocie oh my dear Jocie...she is the independent one. If she isn't sure it wasn't her idea then it isn't going to happen. Our battle as of late is bed time. She isn't buying into the whole going to bed on time thing. Crazy girl she is. So last night Phillip and I announced bed time by using one of our dorky songs to make it a happy time. It didn't really work for Jocie. The tears started followed by a full blown temper tantrum. As we drug her into the bedroom the real drama began. Nickolas sat there on the bed waiting for books while he witnessed his little sister stomping the floor with hands and feet. I decided to take a deep breath and halt all of my screaming and demanding. I loosened my grip on her tiny waist and she instantly stormed out the room. Phillip and I looked at each other with pleading eyes wondering who was gonna race after her. "Just let her go" I said and we waited. Jocie was only a few feet away as she was hiding out in her toy room. For about 5 minutes she wept and then she started talking. We stopped our singing with Nicky to focus on what she was saying.
"I am so mad. I don't want to go to sleep."
"I don't want mommy or daddy to put me to bed."
"I just want to sing songs with my Nicky."
"I want daddy to put me in my crib so he can cover me up."
It was amazing hearing her talk her feelings out. One instant she is mad and the very next she has convinced herself that if she just went to bed everything would be okay. Phillip and I couldn't help but giggle and then Nickolas piped in with his snickers. Next thing you know our stinkerbell Jocie comes bouncing into the room to announce, "Mommy I am happy now. I am ready to go night night. Daddy pweeze pick me up" Her father picks her up and then within 10 minutes she is snug in her bed dreaming away.
So many times we resist what is happening in our lives. We refuse to accept the pain or the reality of not getting our way. We stomp our feet on the floor and many times just walk away without putting in any effort or communicating our feelings.
Our Father teaches us to not focus on tomorrow but deal with today. Try to handle the right now. There is a reason for where He puts us. He has given us each an individual path that is tailored to fit and support what is happening right at that moment. Don't refuse His direction or His will.
The more I think about God and learn to communicate with Him constantly; the easier it is for me to visualize His expressions. Imagine our God looking down on us or from within us as we have our temper tantrums. The exacerbated look on His face as we leave Him thinking we can find a better way. The joy radiating from His smile when we give in and come crawling back pleading, "Okay let's do it your way as it is meant to be. Daddy please pick me up."
At the end of the day or at the end of trials and tribulations believers of God always come back home. We know there is no other place to feel comforted and provided for. Don't fight God's plan for you. It isn't a punishment or penance but instead the clear and faithful path crafted by the One and Only.
"See, I will bring them from the land of the north and gather them from the ends of the earth. Among them will be the blind and the lame, expectant mothers and women in labor; a great throng will return. They will come with weeping; they will pray as I bring them back. I will lead them beside streams of water on a level path where they will not stumble, because I am Israel's father,"
Jeremiah 31:8-9
God bless to all of my faithful friends and followers...
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