Most of our mornings, before going to school, Joaqui has this mood swings caused by petty things. He gets easily annoyed whether it is about his breakfast, or his baon that he doesn't like, or when his school service hasn't arrived yet because he really hates waiting, or when one of his pencils is missing. One minute he's jolly, another minute he's cranky. This is something that I have to deal with a lot of patience and understanding every morning.
There are times when I wish I know how to clone myself. To produce another me who is taking orders and answering messages on line who also does the editing and printing, another one who is in-charge of all the household chores, another one who runs errands, and another one to attend to children's needs all at the same time. Unfortunately, it isn't possible. Only me, myself, and I have to do those things simultaneously especially in the morning when preparing my kids for school. When things get rough, when I'm not in the proper state of mind, or not feeling well, or bothered by something, I snap like other typical moms do. But when I snap, there's usually tears in my eyes because I hate being angry, especially to Joaqui. I always have this feeling that I shouldn't be angry at him, I should not scold him. But whatever the situation may be, I am still a mom. I should instill proper manners and values to my kids with or without special needs. I should teach him the difference between right and wrong. I should be firm when it comes to discipline because he needs to learn. And it has to start from me, from his parents. I still have the guilt feeling, but part of parental duties is we must cultivate them to be able to learn self-discipline and responsibility. Let your yes be yes, and your no be no. Unconditional love also means to endure the pain in your heart when you're trying to discipline them as long as you aim to raise good children.
There are times when I wish I know how to clone myself. To produce another me who is taking orders and answering messages on line who also does the editing and printing, another one who is in-charge of all the household chores, another one who runs errands, and another one to attend to children's needs all at the same time. Unfortunately, it isn't possible. Only me, myself, and I have to do those things simultaneously especially in the morning when preparing my kids for school. When things get rough, when I'm not in the proper state of mind, or not feeling well, or bothered by something, I snap like other typical moms do. But when I snap, there's usually tears in my eyes because I hate being angry, especially to Joaqui. I always have this feeling that I shouldn't be angry at him, I should not scold him. But whatever the situation may be, I am still a mom. I should instill proper manners and values to my kids with or without special needs. I should teach him the difference between right and wrong. I should be firm when it comes to discipline because he needs to learn. And it has to start from me, from his parents. I still have the guilt feeling, but part of parental duties is we must cultivate them to be able to learn self-discipline and responsibility. Let your yes be yes, and your no be no. Unconditional love also means to endure the pain in your heart when you're trying to discipline them as long as you aim to raise good children.
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