I am sick in bed today. The ick that I have this past week apparently decided to wait for the weekend to fully kick my butt. The kids come and go. Alexander brought me his cuddle toy that he sleeps with, tucking it in next to me. And he brought me some books to read to him. Keenie scampers in to tell me hello and tell me that I NOT sick anymore, I happy and that I should come chase her around the house with dad. Alex, their dad and my partner in this parenting thing.. He doesnt always do things the way that I do them. Hes a bit more strict and a little bit slower to try and empathize and so his first reaction to things is not always what mine would be. Hes better than me in some ways, not as practiced in other ways. Hes... Different. A different person and a different parent. I am thankful that I put aside those differences and that I help my kids find the context for them. That I encourage them to come to me when they need help to talk to him about things, and to go to him when they need help to talk to me about things. Were building relationships in this house, this family. Were not always 100% united in how we approach things, but we dont need to be because the bottom line is always love. Its always the assumption that well get past our disagreements, that well find ways to work together. On days like today Im very glad that I do not take the my way or the highway approach that I often see preached and pushed. Because these kids are having an awesome time together in the relationship that they have with him. Which is different from the relationship that they have with me. Which is perfect and exactly how things should be.
Posted on: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 21:04:03 +0000
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