We had lunch yesterday with our youngest child, Rachel, and were laughing over her selective memories from her younger years. It just made me think about how very different each one of our kids were.
Even when punishing them, we had to do that differently with each child! Adam, our first born, was always such a social kid, his worst punishment was being grounded to his room. He would sit right in the doorway and look out longingly. Eric was, well, stubborn. He gets that from his father who is the most stubborn man I have ever known. I knew Eric had to be tough and stubborn to have survived his early and difficult birth...but geez!! All I can say now is that that quality serves him well in the military.
Rachel's worst punishment always came from herself. She doesn't like failure. She never liked to disappoint, and Mike could make her cry with "The Dad Look". The most amazing thing about motherhood is finding, after all the raising is done, that you really LIKE the people your children have become.
That is something to hang on to during the long, sleepless nights with your little one in your arms. Happy Mother's Day!