In the same way, I found out yesterday that kids have that very same intuition. They can feel when their moms are having a bad day.
|house full of angry birds|
On a day where I felt I had used every last shred of patience, my kids had forgotten that inside voices existed, and I gave myself a headache from repeating myself 90 times with no results... Shepherd drew this picture for me while I was making dinner. All because I took away their TV privileges.
Zoey tried to draw a picture of a princess, with me next to the princess (it got some remnants of dinner on it though).
The point is: They forgave me for losing my temper and running out of patience with them. They forgave me for raising my voice. They cheered me up when I was feeling like a mom-failure. And I'm reminded I'm not a mom-failure. I'm Shepherd & Zoey's mom, they love me, and I'm doing a damn good job.