Break through

Since my second child was born, I had been a bit down. Taking various herbal remedies have helped. But something happened in this last week. There's been a noticeable change in me. I can feel it. I'm not down, anymore. I don't even need the herbals. I'm seeing things in a different light. I think it's more to do with something internal because not much has changed externally.

I've started adoring my children, again. When I went back to work, I missed my son. I worked an early shift, so I still had plenty of time with him. In fact, I got pregnant again because I thought it would be so nice to stay at home permanently. Now that I've been home for the last 7 months with 2 kids, I've decided that I really like working and I'd like to go back.

I'm playing with my children more. I'm finding sheer delight in them -- something that hadn't been the case for a very long time. It's nice to feel this way. To be in love with my children. To be in love with my life.

Testy two's?

My son is a thrower. He likes to throw things. I'm not a parent who likes making lots and lots of rules, so I simplified the rule to: no throwing objects at people. Easy, right?

Today, he threw his toy truck at me. He got a time-out. A kicking, screaming, crying time-out, but a time-out nonetheless. Right after his time-out, he went and picked up his truck. He got into his throwing stance and I asked him if he was going to test the waters and see if he gets another time-out if he throws the truck. He nods his head and throws the truck at me. Another kicking, screaming, crying time-out later, I get smart and take away the truck. I'm glad that he didn't throw any more trucks at me.