She's just a KID

I think some people don't have it in them to be a stay at home parent, like my husband thinks it's easy, but when it comes down to it, he can even admit that he wouldn't be able to do it for more than a day. It takes so much love and patience. Not saying my husband doesn't love our Angel. But, you have to have that nurture in you (what most women have). You have patience, because of how much you love your child.

Like today... I fed Angeline at her high chair, made sure she ate as I was making myself grilled cheese. (I haven't ate all day) She finishes, and I place her on the ground, and get my grilled cheese on a plate, take my nice Grape Fanta and go sit on the couch. She starts whinning like she wants my food, I simply tell her "no". Grape Fanta in one hand, the plate on my lap. She grabs my plate, I yank it back so it doesn't fall to the ground, and then my drink falls right on top of the plate (UPSIDE DOWN). All in my lap, wet... cold. I jump up immediately, because our couch is only one month old, I didn't want a drop of it to get on the couch.. But oh well, it did. I look at her, and I have to breathe for a second, remind myself that my child is only one... She doesn't know any better, and if she did, it'd have been an accident because no way would she want to dump my drink on me because I didn't want to give her a bite of my sandwhich... Righhhht? So I clean it up, scrub the couch. I had ONE more slice of cheese in the fridge (G-O-D looking out for me) and made myself another sandwich. She didn't even mess with me after that, and luckily the couch didn't stain. But I know for sure I just got tested on patience of motherhood and I passed.

I don't want to be that parent who is always saying "no", "stop", "what are you doing", "you can't do that".... I mean I am raising my child into a well civilan, don't worry! And she won't be at the store hollering and getting away with it. But, I also feel like a kid is a kid. I want her to get dirty, I can see the joy in her pulling out all the stuff in the cabinets, and me having to put it back in for her to only pull it right back out. I can see the giggles as she drops food on the floor from her high chair as I just mopped. And I can't get mad, she's too happy. I think my husband has realized that stuff can't always stay as clean as he wants it. I have seen parents getting so mad at their child, and I understand. I'm not going to say it's not always frustrating, or you're tired but you have to understand they don't know much but their happy and my daughter gets really upset when she sees that I'm upset.

So if you're reading this and today you feel like you're at your wits end with cleaning up a mess. Just don't. Today is a free pass, let them be a kid. You have tomorrow to clean :)

Oh, and I hope I'm saying this when I have 2 kids on my hands... But for now it's only one child's mess!

It was messy, but I am blessed for her full tummy!

She got in her Graduates Puffs and it was EVERYWHERE!