I can see it now. Jo Frost pulling up in her mini, knocking at my door, and shaking her large British finger in my face.
"You've got to get control here" she barks at me in her weird accent.
Okay. So it's not that bad, but as my daughter wacks and wails for a good 20 minutes, there's not much else you can think about other than that you've completely failed your child.
I happen to be a pretty decent stickler when it comes to discipline -- particularly when my child decides to hit. And of course, it's never her new sibling, father, or her fairly annoying grandparents.
It's me. Tired, sleepy, caring, weepy mom who gets the brunt.
She gets an instant time out and then starts losing privileges, and considering all that's going on in her life right now (baby, baby, baby, baby) I get her frustration and annoyance loud and clear. Or at least, my arm, hand, and face does.
It's terribly disconcerting and while I can sort of get a chuckle about it later on, it makes life all the more difficult. And as consistent and firm as I am, it's tiring -- and part of me sees why parents give in and let things slide.
Being tough is tough.
I know it will pay off. I know it will be okay. I know she will be okay. But damn. I'm hurting here!
I've since started to read I-2-3 Magic on the recommendation of my bff (and child therapist). I'd love to do a blogging book-a-long if folks are interested. If you are, leave me a comment and I'll organize. Basically, we read a chapter a week and post on it. And guess what -- it's an incredibly easy read! I have a few other books in mind as well, including Protecting the Gift and Parenting with Love and Logic. So, let me know!
A few of you expressed interest in reading the book. If you are seriously wanting to do a blogging book along, then email me and I'll get it started in a few weeks.
And, check out my return to radio tonight (Tuesday) -- post partum style.