Have you ever made your kids cry?
I didn’t mean to.
She was in the wrong.
She was being stubborn.
She didn’t like it. So she cried. A pitiful, moaning, “how can you not believe me?” cry.
I hate for my kiddos to cry. It breaks me deep down inside. And yet – I know, even deeper down, that sometimes their tears are really tears of frustration. Tears of “I want my own way”. Tears of “If I can hold out JUST a little longer than mama can…”
Today, I was holding my ground while entertaining the ever popular thought, “But what if I’m wrong?”
I know my kids better than anyone else… but I’m not God. I don’t know their hearts inside and out. There are times I sit around and question my wisdom…even though I might find out in the end that I was right all along.
And then sometimes I make mistakes in my assumptions and judgements regarding my children’s actions/motivations and realize I shouldn’t have been so hasty. And when those times arise, I apologize.
Today? Well, today ended up being one of those days I was right to hold my ground. It helped that my hubby and I were (and still are) on the same page regarding the issue.
Does it make it any easier?
Not for me. It hurts me when my kiddos hurt…even when they are in the wrong.
Have you had any “brought to tears” moments lately with your children? or maybe you are the one who is brought to tears by things that happen during the course of parenting? Care to share?
*in the end, my sweet youngest dd admitted what she did and why she did it. She had a repentant heart and a sweet demeanor. It was hard watching her cry…but glad I kept waiting for the truth,even through the tears…hers and mine!*