Sometimes I check on my kids while their sleeping. I love when they're so peaceful and quiet 😊. Then I think about how close they were to breaking me that day.😁
That's my main goal. Just to never let them know how close they were to winning the war called parenthood. Never to let them know how close I was to completely throwing in the towel and just letting them eat whatever they want, watch as much TV as they want, and stay up as late as they want. Lol...but also not 😂😭.
Usually by the end of the night I am very ready for my kids to go to bed so I can have a little quiet, alone time. Or sometimes I like to pick up the house and appreciate that it stays clean for a whole 10 hours while they sleep. Because I'm anxious for this time and exhausted from the day, I am much more likely to lose my patience at night.
Tonight I had put the girls to bed and then let them back out to go potty 2 times. Carson and I were playing a game and I could hear the girls yelling for me from their room. I ignored them for quite awhile. Once Carson was in bed, I decided to humor the girls and tuck them in one more time.
Chloe asked me to snuggle with her so I laid down next to her. Camille came and joined us on the bed. The three of us lay cuddling. The girls kept giggling and talking about how it was like a "girls' night." They took turns saying how much they love each person in our family. They told me nonsense knock knock jokes.
I just felt so grateful that I dug deep for some more patience and went in to their room tonight. The love they have for each other and me was so uplifting. Some nights a little snuggle time is just what I need. I hope they remember nights like tonight.
We watched a movie last night that showed a scene with quick season changes (summer to autumn to winter). Chloe has been learning all about the Fall in Kindergarten. She got real excited when the movie showed leaves changing colors and falling. She said "It's Fall...or I could say Adam."
She is so clever and cute. I love when they mispronounce or get things mixed up.
Tonight we were driving home late. It was dark.
Camille was tired and started to cry. When I asked what was wrong, she said "I miss the sun." Lol, funny child.
I couldn't stop myself. I started dramatically singing her The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow (aka Tomorrow from Annie.) It didn't really help the situation.
I'm going to try to post more short thoughts. Rather than long life summarizing posts. Something is better than nothing, right?
