This little peanut is in a demanding phase right now. She calls my name, "MommyMama, MommyMama, MommyMama, MommyMama..." all the day long. I make an effort to respond promptly, knowing how frustrating it is to be ignored. But when i say, "what Lily?" she gives a few thoughtful, "Umm, umm, umm's" and then it starts all over. "MommyMama, MommyMama..." and the intensity grows with every syllable. It's a little bit funny and entirely indicative of her personality (determined, persistent, particular, vocal...) but by bedtime I am worn to a frazzle, holding to my patience with white knuckles. More often than before, I find myself irritated. Edgy.
I was feeling that way today, late afternoon, in my bathroom. She was being stubborn. I could feel my patience slipping.
And then, swift and sharp, thoughts came from some place altogether calm and mild. Some place heaven-like, if not just Heaven. Reminders.
And for the rest of the day, patience was easier.
But bedtime was still warmly welcomed.