I had a great post written in my mind, and I was all set to add a few photos and talk about some of the fun things we did this weekend. Instead, I'm going to be real with how I feel today.
I am completely wiped out.
We're really struggling with one of our kids right now. Someone is having a tough time with life in general. So much so that we're seeing a therapist. I hate watching this child suffer and I hate that they have big issues to work through. I hate that said issues are pretty much controlling them and they can't see past them.
I guess I don't ever want you to think that life is just hunky-dory here and we never have any problems. That is so not the case. I also don't ever want anyone to believe that therapy is a big scary world that should be avoided. Please don't think that. Some kids see a counselor/therapist for nightmares. Others when they have a difficult time in school. Sometimes for divorce, or death of a family member, or self-esteem issues. If your kiddo ever begins to struggle at all, feel free to contact me and ask me about the steps we took. It is hard to get to the place where you say, "I don't think my parenting alone will fix this." But it is also liberating. Because you hand the problem over to someone else--someone with experience--and you let them come alongside you to help.
It's a relief.