I do not know what is going on with my girls this week, but somebody flipped on a very annoying switch. Tantrums. Stomping, screaming, sassing, sobbing and rolling all over the floor in bitter frustration tantrums. Several times a day.
We always deal with attitudes and drama from time to time, but something about this first part of summer is making them crazy (and, consequently, me).
And I find myself struggling very hard to be patient.
In trying to make sense of the sudden turn in temperaments, I have decided it must be their natural resistance to change.
Their brothers are home. All day long. With them. Lu no longer has Mommy to herself in the mornings. And neither one of them have sole possession of Mommy for most of the afternoon, as they have for the past nine months
I am trying to chalk it up to adjusting, telling myself it’s just a bump in the road and things will be better next week, or the week after. Summer won’t feel so foreign.
In the meantime, they just feed off each other. And I have to keep telling myself:
“Breathe, MyLiege, just breathe.”
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I love your blogs. I also love your girls (and boys to). It is so fun to swing by at noon on my walk and give someone a hug.
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