Motherhood is…Reading the Books.
Questioning. I feel like I’m constantly questioning myself on what the heck I’m even doing. How much should they be eating? Does he poop enough? What is that on his arm? Why is he so stubborn? What am I going to do about this back-talking business? Do I discipline too much? Am I too strict? Do I play with the kids enough? Should I intervene less? Do I let a natural consequence work itself out? Do I baby him too much?
Oh my gosh a parent can drive herself mad with these questions! But we do it. As mothers we question EVERYTHING! So, I read the books. I read the books for wisdom and a sense of relief when I realize that no, I’m not screwing everything up. Thank God for the books!