Mom v Toddler: a battle of wills
After another hard fought battle of the wills at nap time with Associate P, it occurred to me I might be too competitive to be a good mom.
When my frustration has climaxed and I am insanely enraged at an incoherent, exhausted toddler, my patience reaches a tipping point. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, a voice inside me says “you can’t let the child win this one!” And BAM! Patience overwhelms me and suddenly time is no object.
Little does he know his wild flailing and cries for “mommy” and “I’m not ready to lay down” fall on deaf ears. My competitive side supersedes my compassion.
And this, I fear, will only lead me to trouble as he gets older and his willpower and endurance grow. His protestations will increase exponentially and I had better rethink my plan of simply trying to outlast him and start finding some other solutions before this little man runs me ragged.
So, tonight I pray for wisdom, as it says in James 1:5 “if any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.”
EVPHO 