Step up and be the parent.
What a way to drag a mom down. That’s what was said to me this morning. I barely got to celebrate a tantrum free morning while getting the girls dressed. They are next door because I have a phone interview this morning.
Our mornings usually are a fight to get dressed. Miriam sometimes is agreeable and will get dressed without a fuss.
Abbie on the other hand will take her time and just lose focus you have to stay on her to get dressed.
This morning Abbie sat on my lap and I helped her get dressed while she ate her breakfast. It was great it was wonderful until we walked in next door. Miriam had a long sleeve dress on. Abbie had pants and a T-shirt on. It’s a little cooler out today. I did tell them that and they were insisting to wear what they had on.
I understand I have to be there parent. I understand I have to enforce structure and discipline.
Just let me enjoy the little winning moments. I might not be a fully prepared parent. I might not get things totally.
I do understand that I don’t live up to her expectations. It’s hard. I have to live up to my husband’s expectations and his mom’s. I’m still a first time mom. I’ll always be that. I just have the girls no other kids. My first kids. I’m still learning and figuring things out.
I have a husband who gets upset at the littlest mistake. I seriously try to do what I need to do to keep everyone happy. I just can’t anymore. I want to be happy too. I feel like I’m spinning in circles trying to keep up with things.
That just how I’m feeling this morning.
The quiet mouse 