babybug74

I have decided that they are pretty much all the same. Same storyline filled with cliches only different actors. Love triangle, evil stepmother, jealous stepsister, weak or unknowing father, blindness, terminal illness, lots of pain and suffering, pitiful punching-bag heroine, sensitive knight-in-shining-armor type of love interest, death, sadness…

I was brought up in a loud, opinionated family. Everyone talks at once and often voices are raised, so it sounds like we’re fighting or mad. Also, my mom used to yell at us when we did wrong, she scolded us, grounded us, and we even received pinches, spanks, slaps, etc. None of this “time-out” crap that is used today.

Anyway, I grew up to be a good kid and now I’m a competant adult. I own my own home, I’m a law-abiding citizen, I take care of my family. Only thing is, sometimes I lack patience with my children. When they misbehave, I tend to be a little harsh with them—I yell at them, sometimes spank and pinch them.

I want to stop…it’s just so hard. I don’t know any other way.

It’s so hard! I have now finished growing my family. We went from just my husband and myself in 2003 to adding a baby boy in 2004 and then our daughter came along in 2007. I’m so done. I’m over being pregnant and waddling over the place, and now I’m done breastfeeding so my body is now my own again.

And yet, I’m still 15 lbs heavier than before I got pregnant the first time. Grrr.

If you have any tips, please share. I am currently reading diet and exercise and nutrition books, walking when I can, but I work a lot and then when I go home, I have to make sure my family’s needs are met before I work on my own. I guess this is why some moms “let themselves go”.