We have had a rough weekend. One of those weekend where you question your ability to parent. One of those times you wonder if you have really done the right thing. I went to bed last night feeling defeated and not knowing where to head next.
I guess I needed a sigh of some sort to give me some hope back, and also to have a reality check that maybe I am not so out of line.
It came in this form:
Let me explain...
E was sitting on me yarning. I had a few things that I needed to finish before obviously having to put him to bed. at a certain point, between 2 yawns, he got up, and went for the corridor. I didn't see which way he went. But after a few minutes, I realized it was very quiet. I went looking to see what was going on, and yes, I found him in bed, under his blankets sleeping.
E went to bed on his own when feeling tired!
I am coming to the conclusion that yes, I might be doing the right thing, I just need to believe and keep going. (and be strong)
So there, in case you need it too: be strong!