Thursday, September 18, 2008

Sensitive Child


Sometimes it hard to have a sensitive child. Davis is at the age when he needs to be disciplined but seriously it just breaks your heart to make him cry because it crushes him. Caleb has always challenged things and when he gets into trouble he gets mad back, not sad. So its never been that hard to punish him. Ive always wondered why it seems we "baby" Davis since we never expected him to be the last child and I think this is the answer! He reacts so dramatically that we are probably always careful about what we say and are afraid to make him sad.

He has started to climb out of his crib lately. The other night I found him climbing out (once again, this was like the 8th time of the night). By this time I was done and really wanted him to get the picture that it was bedtime. I swatted him on the behind and put him back in his crib. He just sat there looking shell shocked with his hand on his bum, staring at me with those big sad brown eyes and his little lip quivering. I said I'm sorry but its time to stay in bed. I then walked out and the tears started flowing back in the crib. I'm mean he lost it! The poor guy just sobbed and sobbed. It was so hard to just not go in and pick him up and tell him mommy will never been "mean" to him again but I know he has to learn.

Just now I was putting him in bed for his nap and I heard the door handle shaking, which means I know he is out, so I went back in and without a word picked him up and put him back in the crib and walked out. As I was shutting the door (I should have known better) I turned around and there were the shocked big brown eyes staring at me, pleading with me. Now I'm sitting here typing, trying so hard to not go and comfort the tears of sadness that are being shed in the room next to me.

I know Davis has a flare for drama and I'm trying to remember that but....those eyes, are just to expressive. They cut me to the core...

4 comments:

SLO Rober said...

That face is just asking to be kissed and sqeezed.

C, D, and S Henderson said...

That is the hardest part of being a Mom for me, when Sam cries, that oh so sad cry, it breaks me heart.

Grandma Caroline said...

It breaks my heart when he looks at me like that. I start crying right along with him. That's what Brian and Mark used to do to me and it broke my heart then too. It's so much easier to discipline a child that has determination for blood.

Mae said...

I still can't get over how precious that picture is of Davis pouting on the ground. Love it!