As a mother I have days when I feel like I’m failing my children miserably. Last week was one of those times. During the week I had spent time with the school councilor, Hubby and I had been racking our brains, we have tried rewards and punishments and nothing seems to be working. Then the straw that broke the camel’s back happened just as I’m about to leave for a sew in with the Modern Quilt Guild one of my children decided that a battle over their Saturday responsibilities was necessary. They wanted to hang out with friends and do their responsibilities later. Which I have found never works. So said child was told no. And a tantrum in sued, my hubby and I were told how horrid we are, how unfair, resulting in more bad consequences for this child. I was terribly late for the sew in and was about to bag it. But hubby said I should go. Yes I have a very good hubby. So I went. I got a few more of these blocks made.
But more importantly I spent time with friend, who cheered me, let me know what was going on happens with them, and that I am not a failure as a mother. Thank goodness for sew ins with good friends.