Talking to myself at the end of a long day
Talking to myself at the end of a long day
And tonight I ask myself this: “Patricia, did we do a good job of modeling patience and understanding for our children tonight?”
And I answer: “Uh, no. No we didn’t.”
“Can we do better tomorrow?”
“I’ll try. But … they’re so whiny. And they argue so much …”
“Patricia …”
“And they never stop needing stuff. And I have so many other things to do. And there aren’t enough hours in the day …”
“Patricia.”
“What? You have to admit they were pretty mouthy tonight. I mean, I’m human. I have my breaking point.”
“Patricia Marie.
“WHAT???”
“Who’s the grownup here?”
“You are. I mean I am. I mean us. The people/person having this lunatic conversation.”
“Right. So can we do better tomorrow?”
“I guess so.”
“Good. Now forgive yourself and wake up tomorrow with a clean slate.”
“Fine. But I hate you for making me be the grownup all the time.”
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I hate that annoying voice that is always bossing me around inside my brain! Sometimes it sounds just like my mother!