The energetic, up-beat little dude I sent to school this morning came home emotionally exhausted.The way I drove the car from the bus stop was too windy.The movie he wanted to watch wouldn’t play correctly.When he decided to give up, climb into my bed and take a nap, the covers wouldn’t come untucked and he got stuck.The overtired working mom in me instinctively wanted to tell him to chill out and stop overreacting.
I had dinner to make, homework to do, clothes to wash, 3 kids with all the things that still needed to get done without having to deal with incessant whining.And I looked at my worn-down energetic, upbeat little dude with an open heart.Mentally, physically, emotionally… all the ly’s.Trying to always stay positive.So instead. I stopped what I was doing and I held him.I kissed his forehead and sang to him until he was ready to smile again.Now his smile is back.
Gotta keep that line open.