I’m definitely not keen on showing my faults to the world. I wouldn’t normally share this side of me in this forum, but my gratefulness and proudness of my son is so overwhelming that I need to share.
My Jack-Jack has become my best teacher.
Lately, I’ve been feeling… out of sorts. Surprises (some good, but mostly not-so-good) have been popping up everywhere I turn. And I lose my pleasing personality sometimes, if you know what I mean.
[Enter Jack] “Mommy - don’t be bad, mommy.”
[Cue my heart breaking] “Okay, baby. I won’t be bad. Thank you, my lovey.”
Those big, gorgeous brown eyes are watching my every move. And can tell that I’m losing my temper faster than I can regain control.
Pete sometimes gets the brunt of my frustration and this morning was an example of that.
[Enter Jack] “Mommy – don’t yell at daddy.”
[Cue my heart breaking – again. Add in a gulp this time] “Okay, baby. I won’t yell at daddy.”
Are these the type of things about me that I want my toddler to learn?
No. Absolutely no.
And I forgot to say thank you. Duh, Keri.
So, here’s my thank you to you, Jack. In front of everyone I know and even some I don’t know:
Thank you, my beautiful son. I’ll do better, I promise!
I am so proud of you.