Today I am thankful for a little girl who can read bedtime stories to her little brother.
Today has been an extremely busy and trying day. I've been attempting to catch up on all the laundry, dishes, housework; and basically just MAINTAIN.
Discipline seems to be a hard thing for Eli, but he's understanding that sometimes (a lot of times) things don't go his way, and he just needs to learn to deal with it. He got sent to bed early for sticking his hand down into his milk glass at dinner tonight, and sloshing it all over the place. I took his food and drink away, dunked him in the tub for a bath and sent him to bed. Bayleigh was nice enough to read him some bedtime stories, but he still didn't want to go to sleep, and cried for a full hour, before finally dropping off. It's tough being a parent, but it's the toughest job you'll ever love.
The past few days I've been dealing with jabs of criticism, and how I "need to do this", or "do this differently" in regards to raising the kids, without any offers of help to actually assist me in changing these things. I finally got tired of it and aired my opinion on the matter. I don't feel it's right for someone to criticise me, unless they've walked a few miles in my shoes, so to speak. Right now, I'm the one having to play both parents while hubby is working and going to school. Maybe when Dave graduates in May, things will level out, and I won't feel like I'm being pulled in twenty different directions at the same time.
Thank goodness tomorrow is another day.