"My daughter's photos, once a week, every week, in 2014."
Last week was yell fest at its finest. I'm not proud of it, OK. I dread the many times I regret it, the many times I see my little treasure's face in distress and fear. I knew that what I was doing was not good for her, for me and our family. Yelling is so unhealthy in any relationships. Aware of whatever negative consequences I may face in the future, I decided to battle out my own Hulk inside. It's not easy to win over that, the personal battle, especially if it involves my child's future. My irrational self will tell you that the yelling I did for the past days is my form of disciplining her. No, no, I'm not fine with it. I'm glad my good side won and decided to mother her child and not just raise her up. We, my husband and I, despite having no budget for it, treated our daughter out. We first bought her her favorite lollipop, made her ride a carousel, bought her popcorn and just be with her. It's all about her for hours. Guess what? It did great ― to her, to our happy hormones and health. I hope this progresses. Oh, I want to blame the heat for my short temper. I'm sure you understand, unless you live somewhere cold. Speaking of summer, I still don't know what I'd do with it with my always-bored-preschooler. Wish me luck! ♡