I’m the first person to admit that I have absolutely no patience. I was the kid who wanted to peek into their Christmas presents weeks before the holiday. I’m the wife who can’t stand surprises and bugs her husband for days about birthday gifts and plans and trips. I have a short fuse and it doesn’t take a lot to frustrate me.
But having a child has taught me to be a lot more patient. Today I hosted a play date with four toddlers. Four messy, screaming toddlers that tore my house apart. These kids were having so much fun, though, and nothing bothered me. Two of the other moms commented that I had so much patience, and how did I do it? They’re always yelling, they said. It made me laugh at first because I absolutely would not call myself “patient.” But when it comes to Chloe (and other kids!), I seem to have a lot more than I usually do.
So, how do I do it? Well, sometimes it’s really hard. Like when she’s got a marker and is coloring on our couch, and I have no idea where she even got the marker because I don’t remember us having one. My patience (and sanity!) is also tested when it’s bedtime and Chloe refuses to sleep. Believe me, we’ve had our fair share of rough days. Days that seem never-ending with lots of meltdowns make me want to pull my hair out and cry. I’ve yelled at Chloe before and I’m not proud of it. I felt like the worst mother in the world! We are in the middle of the Terrible Twos right now and we have our good days and bad days, but it surprises me how much patience I actually do have.
There’s Nothing You Can’t Clean Up
Seriously, this is my motto. There is nothing that can happen that can’t be cleaned up. Sometimes Chloe will spill something and say, “uh oh! I’m sorry!” and I always tell her that it’s ok! Accidents happen. There’s nothing mama can’t clean up. It makes her smile and oftentimes, she helps me clean up. She’s become mommy’s little helper and it’s actually really great.