I'm still the mom!
My daughters are 8 and 3, and for that long I've been the mom of the house. Naturally, right? So how does one month away from home make me persona non grata? Make me totally invisible when it comes to discipline or just plain listening to what I say?
Since I left for a temporary assignment in Tallahassee, I've driven home every weekend to be with my family. During those short visits, there has been a ton of fun, but also, a ton of frustration.
It's like my voice is unrecognizable to their ears, because certainly, they don't move when I use it. And, of course, that escalates any situation so soon enough I've got one of them in the corner in tears. Ugh!
Last weekend, I sat down to dinner with the girls, while my husband was out. All was dandy until the 3-year-old decided she'd rather play piano than sit and eat her pasta. I calmly got her back to the table. Once, twice, three times. She would sit for maybe one bite, then start wandering. Who's daughter is this, I thought? I finally had no choice but to put her in the corner for not listening to me. Cue tears.
Like this assignment, I hope their behavior is only temporary.
-- Amy Hollyfield