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Good Behavior

Say nice things

Do nice things

Follow directions

Cooperate

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Parental Innovation

I’ve opened a lot of cans of creativity as a parent. Sometimes creativity pours out of me, coming from seemingly the ether.

Yesterday, I came up with The Germ Shield in an effort to convince Biscuit to stay in bed at night and get more sleep - and allow the Mr. and I to get more sleep.

The Germ Shield is like a knight’s shield. It protects us from germs that make us sick. Things that make our germ shield stronger: sleep, hygiene, healthy food, exercise, etc.

She really bought into it. I think it helps that she was just sick with infections in both ears, possible strep throat, and flu-like bodyaches. She’s better now, but the agony is still fresh.

I always feel good when I can come up with a concept that is easy to explain and easy to repeat.

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The Good and The Bad

The Bad News about the first few months with a new baby:

it goes by fast.

The Good News about the first few months with a new baby:

it goes by fast.

(those who’ve had colicky, gassy, troubled-tummied, irritable babies will understand)

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exactly!

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Making Choices and Making Apologies

Unfortunately, I have a history of yelling at Biscuit when I get angry or frustrated with her. Honestly, I’m sure I have a future of this behavior as well.

We don’t spank in our house. We do “pop” when it seems like the right teaching tool, but the Mr. and I have such terrible tempers that full-on whippings would probably send us to jail.

So, in moments of complete and utter breakdown of communication, maturity, and teachability, we yell. I’m not proud of this, but I know we’re not alone in this either.

I’m always looking for more patience. And for alternatives to the yelling. Not just alternatives, but preventative measures.

This morning I think I found one, and I wrote it on my hand to remind myself to…

Biscuit hadn’t done anything to frustrate me this morning, yet I found myself completely irritated and louder-than-necessary as we rushed to get her to school on time.

Getting her in the car, I realized what I really needed to ease my irritation wasn’t a booming voice, but a hug. So, I asked her for one and it completely worked!

The ink has already washed away from my hand, but I hope the lesson will remain imprinted on my heart and mind.

I know my behavior is my choice. The trouble is that when I’ve lost my mind to the anger the choices blur. I can’t seem to see any other alternative but to yell. So, the obvious answer is to try to prevent the anger all together.

Take a break, a timeout, a breath, a run… a hug.

Because I get tired of having to apologize for my bad behavior. I get tired of feeling guilty. I get tired of making my little girl cry because I lose control.

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Clown College Prep

I’ve learned a lot of skills as a parent that would help me in Clown College

juggling

tightly packing a little car

thousands of funny faces

juggling

crazy antics to make my kid laugh

acrobatics to avoid toys strewn all over the place

and did I mention juggling?

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“Enjoy Them Now”

Biscuit will be 4 in less than two weeks.

At this stage, we get a lot of people that tell us to “enjoy her now.”

This leads to a few thoughts:

1. No matter how much time I spend “enjoying her now,” I will never know if it was “enough” until later, when I get older - when she gets older - and we look back at this time we had together.

2. This repeated commandment leads me to think that all the joy of childrearing comes in the pre-teen / pre-school years.

3. I have a difficult time believing in #2. I have a difficult time believing that there can’t be joy mixed in with every parent’s stressful daily life, no matter how old your child is.

4. Just because my kid is young, doesn’t mean I have less stress than you do, with your tween. Every stage comes with its own trials and with its own thrills.

I think the next time someone says this to me I’ll retort (with a smile): Same to you!