Makana has been going through a stage where she has been peeing wherever she is and not going to the potty. She also has been aggressive with the rest of the family and gets very mad. I bet this is some sort of growing phase. Ha...for her and us as we all have to learn to handle it the best way we can and Jim and I have to help brother and sister handle it while we maintain our own patience.
Well, outside today Makana had to pee, but for some reason didn't want to. She had begun to pee and said her pants were a little wet. I asked her if she was finished peeing and offered to get her another pair of shorts, take her to the potty or help her pee on the grass. She wasn't done, but didn't want to go on the inside potty or on the grass. She was upset and began to have a meltdown. She took off her shorts and crocs and peed by the edge of the woods and then laid down with just her shirt on in the backyard. Eventually she asked me to pick her up off the grass and take her upstairs to get a new pair of shorts. For whatever reason I sometimes have trouble maintaining MY patience when others get mad. But I was happy that I had kept calm while she went through her upsetness. Upstairs we went and she and I were both calm. She wanted me to carry her down the stairs too. I scooped her up and she hugged me and said just the very words I was feeling in my heart...she said, "I love you." Wow! Could she feel what I was thinking? I said that I loved her too and that I was so lucky to be with her and be her Mommy and that I just loved her so much! She looked at me and sincerely said, "But Daddy loves me more than you do." I began cracking up! She asked me why I was laughing and I said because she was being so honest with her feelings! And she is right...Daddy and she have a special bond and he does love her so much!! (But we both do!!)
Now that I think more on this, I think I laughed really because in the past what she said might have hurt my feelings. Why? Because once I told my Dad I loved him and kissed him up his arm and he pulled it away and told me "You don't love me!" in an upset voice. He then drove away. I felt so bad. I bet he did too as I had called my mom to come get me at Grandmas (where Dad and I were) while he was napping because I really wanted to be with her. I might have felt scared or lonely for her. Anyway, in the past I might have felt rejected by someone telling me that someone else loves them more, but I don't feel that way now. I can appreciate what people really feel and respect that. Wow! I have come a long way. At least for that moment. I felt happy that she just says what she feels with no baggage and it makes me feel I am doing a good job at helping her express her true feelings and to trust me enough to say what she feels. And I do know she loves me and knows I love her! And I love the bond that she and Jim share! :)
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