Wow. It's 9pm and I just climbed in bed. Yay! I just put in a good 14 hour day with about a 45 minute break where both kids were napping. Potty training is in full swing, and Jessi did fantastic all day...until about an hour before bedtime and had two accidents. I think she was just as tired as me. Zoey fussed most of the day and wants Mommy to hold her at all times. My arms hurt. My head hurts. And to be honest...my heart hurts a little. I'm struggling with Jessi. My baby. My first born. The daddy's girl.
It breaks my heart the way she treats me sometimes. I can't believe my barely two year old can hurt my feelings so bad! When it's just me and her, she's usually pretty good. She tells me she loves me, and has her moments where she's super sweet. Then Daddy walks in the door.
All respect for Mommy flies right out the door he just came in.
She wants nothing to do with me. She disrespects me. She doesn't listen to me. See, heartbreaking!
I can already tell that me and this one are going to butt heads a bit. We go 'round and 'round on a daily basis, and she's STUBBORN. She tests her boundaries, like all good two year olds should, and defies me to the max.
Daddy does a great job of teaching her how we treat mommy, and hopefully it will stick. I'm not sure how much longer I can handle being treated like dirt from my own flesh and blood! Yesterday, we sat down and had a nice little chat about r-e-s-p-e-c-t and how we honor mommy and daddy by obeying and being kind. She looked at me like I was a crazy person, but she'll get it eventually. Let's hope.
How do you teach your strong willed, stubborn kids to respect and honor you?