I should become a hermit. A curmudgeonly hermit who scuttles in and out of her cave once a day and doesn't see anyone. Well, except for her kids and husband on occasion.
I don't know about anyone else, but sometimes I feel like I am in the minority with the way I "handle" my children. And by handle I mean discipline.
The word discipline actually means "to teach" (as all my smarty friends out there already knew), and I am bound and determined to teach my children that they cannot do whatever they want whenever they want.
It's not just you. I feel this way on a regular basis. I did nothing but scream at my kids all day Saturday and Sunday morning and I just beat myself up over it.
ReplyDeleteWe can't do this to ourselves constantly.
If it's been a while since you went to confession, go. Tell everything.
Last time I went to confession, Father told me to run TOWARD my family, not away from them. I'm still trying to figure it out, but I think part of it is things like, sitting down with them and reading a story when you want to lock yourself in the bathroom. Or watching a movie all together. Everyone on their own chair if necessary. ;)
Hey - so is this post related to something specific? Like maybe what we talked about on the phone?
ReplyDeleteAnyhoo - whether it is or not...everything will work out. The kids will learn, you won't sound like your only volume is "yell", and if all else fails there's always solitary confinement. Whether for you or them is yet to be determined. I kid.
Hang in, it'll all get better!
Love, the Juje.
Hang in there. Being in the midst of it is the very worst. On the other side, it won't seem so awful.
ReplyDeleteI think it's very sweet that you think THIS is a rant.
ReplyDeleteBut I do understand the regret that can come when hitting "publish" or "send" without counting to ten.
It's that darn human factor.