Is for my job. I've been fortunate to spend the last two years doing what I love, while helping to pay the bills and still have the flexibility to be here for the kids. Here's a post I wrote today for momlogic.com entitled...
They're Not Animals, They're Siblings
Siblings fight. It's one of those unavoidable things, like death and taxes. So if you're a parent of one kid, remember this: don't judge because God will punish you with another child.
"That's MY bike... get off" is usually followed with someone pushing and the other crying. And when the words "me first" are uttered, you know it's not going to end well. When you're the parent of multiple children, your job as nurturer is replaced with a position as referee.
I have three kids. Pushing, shoving, screaming and crying are commonplace in this house. Sometimes I yell, sometimes I quietly pick them up and drop them into their respective beds, and sometimes I just remember back to when I was growing up and realize that it's totally normal. (Hello, I'm one of thirteen kids -- fighting happened as often as breathing.)
But sometimes, when I'm around someone who only has one child and my kids act up a bit, the look on their face bounces back and forth between "what awful little people'" and "I feel bad for her. She really can't control her kids."
But what those parents don't see: My kids also share, hug, giggle, high-five (spontaneously), invite each other to join them in play, hold hands and love each other like crazy. It's the trade off. I believe the word sibling is actually defined as "the best of friends and worst of enemies."
So the next time you get critical, watching one of my kids push the other down on the playground, know that two minutes later, they'll be pushing each other on the swings. Because that's the way siblings roll.
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