You fight fires and battles every day. EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. So why do you find it so hard to pick and choose the battles you fight with your kids? Because they are a little piece of you walking outside of your body! You don't like telling yourself no, so why would you tell your mini-me no, either? Truth is, we have to! In the South it's even harder to say no with that sweet, southern drawl we are all born with! Who can deny that, especially when your sweetie pie baby looks at you and says, "Mama, can I pwwease have some ice cream?" (emphasis on every vowel in that sentence). It will make your heart swoon! But here's the thing: we have to figure out how to get over ourselves and be parents instead of friends despite what society says for us to do. Ladies and gents, I'm here to give you some advice on raising your kids:
“We will love our pups regardless of a new baby and they will still get devoted attention.” That was my motto as I neared the last month of my pregnancy. I probably said it as a ritualistic reminder each day, because of the changes we were about to endure. I had always heard people say your pups that you’ve loved and doted on so much will just be “dogs” once your baby arrives. I called bull on that each and every time someone brought it up, that is, until my daughter was born.