Sunday, July 02, 2006
I TAUGHT her that look
When G, my firstborn, came home from the hospital, we spent long hours in his room in the middle of the night, nursing and rocking. I remember having one of those weird newborn staring contests with him one of those nights. The house was dead quiet and G kept staring at me with those deep, dark newborn eyes...I couldn't figure out what he could possibly be thinking at 2 weeks old, but after a while I couldn't even see 'him' anymore - just the black, staring eyes. He won the contest. I quickly put him in his bed and hightailed it back to my bed, truly creeped out. I had the same experience when L was a newborn.

I guess it was at that early point in my kids lives that I was beginning to realize the control my kids were going to have over me. Yes, I'm 30, they're toddlers. I set limits, make rules, and discipline often. But I feel like I'm always teetering on the edge of totally losing my sense of control. They're GOOD, people. And they're beginning to learn to work TOGETHER to destroy me. Thus my fear of having a third child...being outnumbered. With just two, I at least can give spankings in tandem when necessary.

Last night at dinner, my feisty 2 year old daughter shot me a practiced and particularly evil eyed look. My husband said "It looks like she just tried to blink you into the cornfield." Ha. I could use the rest.


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