There are times when I am ashamed of myself. I feel guilty and stupid to say the least. The other day I was so rude and angry on the kiddo without any major reason that I was yelling, throwing things around for his minor mistakes.
He was quietly listening and bearing all the tantrums without any reason. He didn’t even know the reason and was bearing the brunt. When I was putting him to sleep at night, he just hugged me and said “Smile mom, and I’m sorry won’t repeat the mistakes again”. Tears just started to flow, because I felt so ashamed and guilty that I was venting some other frustration on him, who had no reason deserving.
These are the times when he makes me realize how small I am. Such a beautiful quality they have of being so easily forgiving and not holding grudges. Kids teach us a lot. They observe and understand and have better maturity than we elders have at times.
I really wish to learn from this and never ever repeat this mistake.