Tuesday, January 13, 2009
end of the day frustrations
Every night I come home from work, pick up Batu from daycare, and prepare myself for a miserable hour of preparing Batu's dinner, then trying to get him to eat while telling him it's not polite to throw food on the floor or crush food in our bare hands. I know I need to be more patient but it's just so frustrating feeding my son. And I'm frustrated with myself for being so frustrated.
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Hang in there. He will eventually learn good table manners, but until then try and be kind to yourself. It's OK to feel frustrated too.
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