Thanks for all the helpful advice on my spirited child. I've come to some conclutions, taking in to account the wisdom from experienced parents and grandparents.
It seems the advice from other moms my age is to wait it out, be persistant and consistant. "Keep up the good work," in other words. It is easier said than done, but I am continuing using my strong will to change Emma's into something more obedient.
The older generation seems to miss their own little ones and prescribe more quality time to improve Emma's behavior.
I see the value in spending more time, putting aside my time (otherwise known as selfishness) to read more books, play more dolls, bake more cookies, swing outside, and cuddle on the couch instead of rushing her off to bed. The new techniques, combined with the old are working! The last week has been SO much better and I am enjoying my child again. We haven't had a single tantrum or fight. The time I'm spending with her is also reminding me of the miricle that she is. It is too easy to be consumed with every day and forget that some day Emma won't be my spirited toddle, but a strong, independent woman. She has a lot to learn from me before she is ready to be on her own and I have a lot to learn from her.
I know tough days are still ahead and I will continue to value the verse in James 1 that says, "If any of you lacks wisdon, ask God who gives generously to all without finding fault."
3 comments:
How encouraging, Alysun! And what a SWEET picture of Emma!
You know, now that I think about it, I KNOW that I have times that I feel like I am absolutely suffocating because I want some time to myself and yet Grant is demanding my attention through bad behavior. I have learned to just give it up and play with him. I have discovered the same thing as you! Grant is a different person when I spend time with him and I remember what a joy he is! Thanks for this little reminder. Grant was morphing into an obnoxious kid again. "Time" to nip that one.
You are so right about all the time spent being worth it in the end. Grandma Great told me once (as I was bemoaning the fact that I had to give up choir because of extreme fatigue as a result of juggling time with 4 children) "There are seasons to your life", she said, "and you will be able to be in choir (or whatever) again." At the time it was hard to accept giving up sewing for fun, craft projects that were my idea not my childrens, etc. But now looking back on it I miss those craft sessions, picnic lunches in the neighbors field down by the creek, or taking walks where we stopped and identified every bug and flower instead of the 4 mile power walk I get now. Yes, there are "seasons to your life". Enjoy each one. Aunt Marci
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