September 13, 2003 in Rochester, WA. I married the love of my life, a man I have been in love with since I was 14 years old. Every year since May 20, 1998, we celebrate another year of us!

am the mom of 4 kids, 3 boys and 1 girl. The girl was not last, she was 3rd. Number 4 was not an "whoops", he was planned. Being a wife and mommy is all I have ever wanted to be.

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Wednesday, November 17, 2010

When you hear my shout tip me over and pour me out!

I'm a lil tea pot....

So lately I have discovered that I am very good at letting go of anger, frustration, and I have actually learned how to control myself and my reactions. 

I am though as I see it, a tea pot, if I got hot and frustrated, I spout some noise, then its over, and I am done... I think that in life, most people are like that lil tea pot, when I start to whistle, "hear me shout." Many people just want to be heard. I know thats what I want, I want to be heard. If I feel you hear me, if I feel you're receptive, you don't have to agree, you don't have to see my side, or even understand, just I need to know you hear me. 

Definition of hear: To be capable of perceiving sound.

That sounds so simple, "capable of perceiving sound" but that can be incredibly difficult while in a discussion with another. 

Take for instants, me when my husband speaks, at times, I honestly hear this noise, that goes something like "blah, blah, blah, you're a brat"... oh yea, wait, he does say that! ;)

But in my defense, when my husband listens to me, he hears, "blah blah blah, its all your fault"... Which actually came out of my mouth something more like "blah, blah, blah, because you did that, I did this... so its all your fault"! 

I guess we don't have the 'hearing' problem as much as we have the 'speaking' problem! 

My children on the other hand, total different story, I say "don't eat 'that' candy" they hear, "pick a different candy"... Or "don't run in the house" they hear "jump off the furniture instead".

Sometimes, I feel like I could totally just buy a tape recorder and record myself saying, "don't do that" then stop and record "do it again, you will stand on the door knob" then stop and record "Shayne if you don't stand on the door knob right you will get a spanking" Stop, record "Shayne stop, Shayne... Shayne... Shayne... "

Can you tell Shayne has been giving me some resistance lately?

Actually Resistance would be a nice word, a word that is a very very understated term or conception of the actual actions of my child. In fact it has been more a constant opposing fight, or battle between the two of us. I mean he is acting like a total child, its like.. so annoying...

Maybe it's my desire to get pregnant again, maybe its that I have learned to just deal with things better, or maybe its that at this point in parenting him, I have grown accustom to my little monster, whatever it is, I am proud to say I am handling well and actually enjoying teaching him boundaries. 

You know that saying "pick and choose your battles"? With Shayne you pick and choose not only the battles, but you pick, do I have the stamina to keep up with him on this debate... I do gotta give that little devil some credit though, I think he could were out the energizer bunny in a argument. I felt I was stubborn and defiant of rules and enjoyed challenging adults, nope, no way was I as rebellious, and just straight in your face challenging, and happy about doing it as my son is!

Well Yay for learning to be a lil tea pot and yay till later!