So, today I spent about an hour during my kids’ nap time looking up different ways to effectively discipline…does that sound stupid (because I certainly feel stupid admitting it)? I mean, my first-born is now 4 years old; seems I’ve had plenty of time already to figure it out…But apparently I haven’t because my techniques don’t work. When I first became pregnant, I told myself that one thing I would do differently than my own mother (a single mom from the time I was 2 to 15) was spanking. I remember spankings being very painful (my mother used a leather belt–OUCH) and very, VERY, ineffective. Once the spanking was over I forgot about my misbehavior and, if anything, it taught me how to get better at concealing my misdeeds to avoid being caught the next time. My husband, however, has a completely different view of spanking. He thinks it’s practically a Godsend. According to him, spanking works wonderfully and we (he & I) shouldn’t hesitate to use it as a form of punishment. Needless to say, I wanted to prove him wrong and show that we could get our kids to behave by using time-outs…and hey, (for a short while) it was working! And let me just throw in that until age 2.5 our child was a sweet, well-mannered, and loving kid and there was never a need to scold in the first place! Then…I gave birth to number 2 and all that went out the window. I’m sure it has something (a lot) to do with jealousy or feeling attention-starved, but how can I fix that? My second-born was an infant (now 20 months) and required–requires–a lot more attention than an older sibling simply because they are less independent. It’s not that I want to ignore either of my children, they both mean the world to me, but it’s just impossible to divide my time equally at this point. Ok–back to the original topic: now that my 4-year-old has made it clear that time-outs no longer work, I have (eek!) resorted to spanking. Not as frequently as my husband, (I really don’t like doing it) but I have done it (and to clarify, I only use my hand…no leather belts like my mom). Unfortunately, that doesn’t work well either, and has taught my child that if someone misbehaves they deserve to be hit…not the message I want to convey. Sending them to their respective bedroom also doesn’t work! It’s like playtime up there!! So now I am stuck feeling like the World’s Worst (most-frustrated) Mom & I still have no viable solution to my discipline problem. I just want my child to LISTEN; to OBEY. Why is that so hard?? I don’t even want to have to discipline at all (this is a total pipe-dream, I know)…and although the youngest is still too little to understand good from bad right now, I know the time is coming in just another year or two and I’m dreading it. Maybe if I just close my eyes long enough I’ll wake up and my children will be in their mid-twenties: grown-up, responsible, mature adults…but then I’d miss out on all the fun times (sigh)…I’ll be praying about this a lot.
11 Nov 2012 Leave a Comment
God bless America. God bless you. God bless me. God bless us all. Thank you
Well, I spent most of the day doing next to nothing (I love lazy Sundays) and reading posts about people in the military. My husband and I watched a little football together and afterwards my kids and I watched a movie, two great pastimes. Everyone fell asleep for about an hour around 5 o’clock (highly unusual), which gave me some time to think about what to do for dinner and also about the upcoming holidays. Fall is my favorite time of year because: 1) everything is beautiful outside 2) my first-born, my husband, and myself are all “fall babies” and 3) Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. I’m not supremely crafty (does that make sense?) although, when determined enough, I am a whiz at recreating ideas (a few weeks ago I threw my son a helluva good Train-themed birthday party with homemade designs taken from photos I googled for inspiration). This year I want to make turkey cupcakes (um, let me clarify: cupcakes that look like turkeys) and I’m fairly certain that I can easily copy the confections in a photo I found online, even though there are no instructions. Typically it’s my husband who is the visual one (you know, the type who can put together an entire piece of furniture in thirty minutes without even glancing at the directions because he can “see” what pieces fit together…yeah, he’s one of those guys) but I’m feeling pretty confident. Plus, I think the kids will get a real kick out of decorating cupcakes to resemble poultry (or at the very least, getting to lick the icing bowl)! I can hardly wait!! And isn’t it crazy to think Thanksgiving is less than two weeks away?! Let the countdown begin…
10 Nov 2012 1 Comment
So, since no one is likely reading this I might as well just start rambling right off the bat…I’ve never blogged before and I have no idea what I’m getting myself into (probably trouble). I am not a “techie” by any means so a lot of this is confusing to me…even the easy parts (typing, saving, editing etc.) so don’t judge if I screw up or things don’t look pretty. I think this is public (right?) and I guess I’m ok with that. If it’s not then I just asked myself that question…anyway I basically decided to blog because I need professional help (haha…sort of) and I don’t have the disposable income to get some. It’s not that I’m crazy or anything, I just need someone (or something) to talk to and I am much too private (and insecure) to share my feelings with my friends or (gasp) my husband. So what better way to remain anonymous than to start a completely public diary for the world to see (HA)! Well, it probably won’t be all that similar to a diary after all (ain’t nobody got time for that…) so I guess only select feelings will be revealed; no deep, dark secrets (not that I have many). Sorry for any disappointment folks…but I can see already that it will be therapeutic. Wonderful!