Proud Moment #4:
You learned to make the best of a less-than-perfect situation!
Exhibit A: Since I work a few days a week, you and Georgia go to daycare after school each day. For the longest time, you would cry and throw a fit whenever you found it was a daycare day. It was everything I could do to even get you out of bed on those days. You dreaded it. I'm still not quite sure why! But, towards the end of the summer, I had a very serious chat with you about the reasons that you went to daycare, and the importance of my job for our family. I explained that you needed to be an example for your sister, and try and have a positive attitude. I shared some experiences about how sometimes it's hard for me to go to work - I really don't want to, but I have to! It's my responsibility. And being nice at daycare was your responsibility. After that, on daycare days, I could tell that you still weren't that happy about it but you tried very hard to be a big boy. You make a great improvement, and it made our mornings go much more smoothly.
Exhibit B: You really hate the fact that daddy and I stay up later than you. Every night, it was a battle to get you to bed without crying. Sarcastically, you would say, "Have fun staying up, mom." Like I was doing it to punish you and got some kind of satisfaction from your misery. When I'd had enough, I sat you down for another big-boy chat. I told you a story about how when daddy and I first got married, we got to spend a lot of time together. When you were born, we still spent time together, but we were a family so most of our time was spent taking care of you. Now that we have 2 kids and jobs and school, it is really important that we get to spend time just the 2 of us. And sometimes, I just need time to be Brittney. Not a mommy, or a wife, or an employee. Just...Brittney. You finally understood! Now, if I ask you why it's important that you go to bed on time, you say, "So you can just be Brittney and not Mommy." I love it.
It is so nice that you are getting old enough to understand more "grown-up" ideas. I forget sometimes that you are capable of understanding and I still talk to you like you're a baby. But I promise that this year, when you're six, I will try really hard to treat you like that mature
Only one more day!
Love you,
Mommy
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