tiny hands
recent weeks had been unstable
life, in general, was not great
same old story
my patience was constantly being put to test
having a kid is a 24/7 job
my son is in a phase where every answer leads to another question
he's become more demanding
it's draining the life out of me
the usual stressors (work, home, emotions) piled on
it's overwhelming and exhausting
it takes all I have not to snap
i have to always remind myself to be composed
i've had moments that anger got the best of me
it's a terrible feeling, especially when it's towards my child
but there's one little trick i've read that helps
whenever i feel the urge to get mad, i pause and hold my son's hand
his tiny hands make me realize that he's just a kid
he is still finding his footing in this chaos of a world
navigating through the motions like the rest of us
and he needs guidance
this serves as a reminder to myself
that i need to get hold of myself
there's a little human looking up to me
watching, learning
i need to be present for him, physically and emotionally
i have to be the calm he can rely on
it's not easy when i'm a mess inside
but i try
they remember the tone, but not the clean floors