Out Of The Woods- In Progress
When you have a seven year old and you say you are out of the woods it means they sleep in their own bed at night or have decided that vegetables really aren’t that bad. Hardly woods, more like shrubs or container plants.
Sometimes I loose my mind about those little things that seem even to trivial to write down. It make me wonder how I will ever survive dealing with big problems, serious issues. A Teenager. Or two. Sometimes I think I loose my mind about those little things now because I am somehow trying to prepare myself for future woods. If I loose my mind over this, surely they will be to scared to do anything really bad when they are older. Ha. Like that is going work!
I don’t think that Imogen is the only one going through this seven year itch. I feel itchy too. She is scared about being seven and she doesn’t want to go into grade two. I am scared that my parenting and lack of patience is going to make my kids want to run from me the first chance they get.
I have to be honest, I have been going through a huge struggle lately but I am finally feeling like I am coming out of the woods. A calm has come over me triggered by these fears. I am taking control of the energy in this house, because really, I control it. When I am upset of cranky, everyone else seems to be to. They all seem to feed off of my energy.
Today I held my seven year old like a baby and she didn’t resist. She welcomed it. She still needs her mommy. So why am I resisting it? If she needs to sleep in our bed while she goes through this, then so be it.
And , perhaps 6 years will make me wiser.