I'm aware that their are different types of love. When I moved in with my boyfriend 8 months ago I never really questioned how I feel about them or how I treat them. They are 11,9, &7. My child is 3. I really hate that I have the love for my son to compare to theirs. I always try to apply what I want for them (the best) when making decisions with discipline or school. I guess what I wonder is if that love grows. Sometimes I really dislike them. The lying and constant having to tell them to pick up after themselves. It's like chaos! We have a chores routine and I make them responsible for a lot of their actions. Sometimes my head just wants to explode and I want to push them all away. If I didn't love my man so much I do wonder if I would be here. They are really great kids, honestly. More so than I make them out to be. I just feel that certain understanding and connection. Those cuddle moments, and saving drawings... I try to keep similar stuff but other times I just have no patience or sympathy. I think I'm rough on them but only because they all need order. I'm just as hard if not harder on my own. Any thoughts on discipline or if and how you learn to look at their love differently?
on Sep. 28, 2013 at 9:05 PM