Let's face it, as bloggers, we are able to share lots of sweet & funny stories with our family & friends. We upload our cutest pictures & allow everyone to see into our lives. We hand pick what we want to share & paint the perfect pictures for everyone to see. It all seems so perfect.... but the truth is, nobody's perfect all of the time!! And trust me, tonight, nothing's perfect around here!! I will say that I have been blessed with a precious daughter who means the world to me. She has always been a very good girl & usually very well behaved.....BUT NOT TONIGHT!! The holidays have her so far off of her normal schedule it's not even funny. I decided that tonight I was going to begin bedtime boot camp. She has been SCREAMING & CRYING now for 45 minutes. I am seriously about to pull my hair out! She will not give up--all because I turned her tv off & told her to go to sleep. I would kill for someone to give me that offer at 8:30 pm!! I heard a flying object hit the floor earlier which warranted her a spanking, but otherwise, I'm trying my hardest to tune her out (my head=throbbing, my nerves=frazzled). Calgon, take me away!!!! How's that for blogger's honesty?
*Update* -- After answering several bedside, nose blowing requests, I caved a little. She is so smart, it's scary. She knows exactly how to work me... She looked up at me with her eyes half swollen shut & said, "mommy, will you rock me?" Now I know what you're thinking....I'm weak, pathetic, everything Super Nanny frowns at, etc, etc, but I couldn't resist. Dylan has never really loved "rocking" & to me, there's nothing better than rocking a child to sleep. I took her in the living room & rocked for probably 2 minutes max & she was out like a light. I took her back to bed & layed her down. Her eyes opened wide & she said, "mommy, i don't need to blow my nose." Then she leaned up, gave me a big kiss & fell fast asleep. Ahhhh......the joys of motherhood!! I love my perfect lil angel! ;) Thanks for listening!
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you wanna talk weak, sista--ella slept with us for 5 years! FIVE YEARS! and she only got out of our bed because we paid her. are we stupid or is she brilliant? seriously.
honestly, a parent told me once- think back to when you were a kid, and you were tired and cranky or scared in your own bed, and you crawled up next to your mom and/or dad or got up in their lap, suddenly you are safe and warm and perfect. it's no wonder our kids cry for us at bedtime when you look at it like that. not to say that makes it ok, but it at least justifies our weak moments when we cave.
Thanks for the wise words....Heart you, Heather Kohler!
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