That this was written with me in mind.
Three Lies about Parenting That Steal Peace
I definitely am constantly evaluating my actions and my parenting and my responses and I judge myself harshly. The facts are, this is complicated and delicate and there's something dreadfully not right about my kids brains.
Missy is a bit better today. In fact, enough better that it disturbed the status quo.
James found himself being beaten to chores and his coveted places.... rage took over. There's no logic in any of this. Dad had to leave work and come home because this mother is losing her grip. *She* was locked in a hot shower letting the tears roll.... Not proud of it, but thrashing herself for not being stronger, not praying harder, not being firmer, not having the tools to fix my kids....