This morning, I had a really interesting experience that reminds me so much of myself sometimes. My son, Michael is three years old. Like any normal three year old, he had moments where he is irrational, fussy, or whinny. We work on these things all the time, but parenting is hard and sometimes it is not as perfect as it looks on Instagram.
However, this morning Michael really wanted his mom to hold him. He was crying and pouting because she could not hold him. (In all fairness, my wife was in the shower and could not hold him.) I tried to distract him; I offered him breakfast, to help me make coffee (which he likes to do), and to watch a show. Nothing was working.
I then said, “Michael, you have 2 options. You can choose to sit here crying and sad but mommy cannot hold you as she is in the shower. Or you can choose to come with daddy to make breakfast and be happy.”
He then looked up at me with a sad face and said, “Stay here and be sad…”
To be honest, I was a bit frustrated at this point. I was thinking, why would he want to sit here and be sad when there was a much more fun option for him – he would just need to decide to get up and move on to something more fun like making breakfast or watching a show on Disney Junior. I left the room and he sat there for a while, choosing to be sad.
I began to think about all that I have been going through in transition of life. I realized that I have days where I am making the choice to ‘stay here and be sad.’ Although my choice does not manifest itself by me sitting and crying like my three year, I do have days where I choose to look at the challenges of transition more than the joys of the opportunity. Read More »