if you read my emo post, i'm sorry. (just keepin' it real, guys.)
i had a break to regroup during naptime and the afternoon was significantly better. (i mean, tesla did spent about an hour in "the corner", but at least i wasn't on the verge of an emotional breakdown.)
i didn't think discipline would be such a challenge for me. although really, i don't know why i'm surprised. i'm white (i love that book by the way. silas had to read it for a class back in the day and he recommended it to me. it has given me so much insight into my personality, and into our marriage--we're a rare white/white couple, and that creates some pretty significant issues). i've never really commanded authority (or even meekly requested it).
because of this, "finding myself" as a mother and an authority figure has been challenging. but i'm sure most of us struggle with it to some degree.
all that aside, what i really wanted to tell you was what happened during dinner. i made the boys each an egg and then we had cooked wheat berries and kale prepared like this (BEST recipe for cooked greens--i don't have to choke them down). i fully expected them to eat the egg and nothing else.
they ATE the KALE!
ALL OF IT!
AND HAD SECONDS!
(for all of you out there who think i feed my kids super healthy--i don't think a single vegetable has passed their lips, except in quiche form, in about a year. so them willingly eating something green and leafy and not disguised by egg and cheese was HUGE.)
it was a tender mercy from the Lord.
and i'm not being sarcastic.
i desperately needed to feel like i did something right today, and them eating a food they would normally not even look at nearly brought me to tears.
maybe i'm doing okay after all.