It feels like boot camp around here. Not always. Just the last couple of weeks. We practice and practice and practice things over and over and over again. Listening. Ways to respond when you’re angry. Speaking kindly. Some days, though, the hours seem to drag on, filled with hitting and spitting and consequences intended to be loving. Not always executed as so. Consistency is tough. Thankfully, Chris and I tackle boot camp together. Thankfully, I am reminded that just like them, I need to learn things over and over again too. Shouldn’t I be the first one to give them grace? Thankfully, there is grace from a perfect God for unperfect me. And thankfully, there is open gym at a local gymnastics school. What a blessing to me during these rough weeks of what feels like boot camp.
I can relate to this post, Anne. It feels like I’m always learning the same lessons. I’m so grateful for grace {and yes, local places to vent our frustration:)}
I completely understand: I felt like I was in the trenches today and was literally counting down the minutes until Eric got home. We all have periods of time like that. Thankfully, kids are little bit like white water rapids — they have smooth-riding periods and more “exciting” periods. Keep up the good work! You’ll hit a smooth spot eventually.