6 HUGS, 3 children, 3 adults (1 husband, 2 friends from out of state)
Foolish or not, we made the decision to spend the afternoon at The Museum of Life and Science in Durham. Seeing as how little one was sick yesterday it may not have been the best decision I have ever made. About one hour in to our visit he completely melted down. I mean, screaming, fighting, kicking the whole nine yards. With my older one I had such difficulty during stages like this. I would get frustrated and angry wondering what I could possibly do to make it stop. Wondering why he couldn’t just make it stop. Well, duh. He was 2. I don’t know if it’s because he is the 2nd child or if it’s just my new perspective on life, but this time I knew what to do. I picked him up, let him kick in my arms and hugged him as tightly to me as I could. I calmly whispered in his ears that I was there for him and we walked through the park, just the 2 of us while my friends kept 5 year old with them. All the while we were walking I made sure he felt safe and secure. Finally, he started to settle down. After a few more brief outbursts, they were done and he was better. My friend came over to me and let me know how impressed she was at my patience. Told me what a good mother I was. Sometimes those are some of the sweetest words you could possibly hear. And all that was needed was a hug.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.