Tuesday, October 7, 2014

After the day I've had with Matthew, I sometimes wonder if I'm just too old to be a mother to a 2-year-old. I have zero patience with him. I can't take the whining and the crying. I want him to listen, which we all know he doesn't do at this age. And then I wonder why other's children listen and mine doesn't. I've seen a 2-year-old who will follow simple orders. Matthew runs the opposite way from following orders. I'm just so frustrated. I know I'm not a good mother with him. I ignore him when I can. I'm not as gentle as I could be with him when he's acting up. I'm nothing like those other mothers that I'm constantly comparing myself to. Maybe that's why he's such a monster for me: because I'm a monster to him.