Piss. And. Vinegar.
Just a mess of conflicting emotions about her life.
Its frustrating. Infuriating, actually.
Plum was in the shit today. I saw it. I tried to ease her frustration. I tried to troubleshoot. None of it worked. She was straight up pissed and I needed something a bit more meaningful to pull her out. Then....
I've been meditating lately. It has done a world of good for me in rising up out of the funk I was in. I usually find myself in the corpse pose, and that sounds creepy but that's what it's called, dude! Anywhatever... there is something really freeging adorable about your kidlets joining you in a little bit of meditation. Plum is my most frequent joiner and it occurred to me this morning that my frustrated and precious babe needed to meditate.
And I do believe, after 3 weeks of meditating with her mama, she has found her center.
That's a center if I have ever seen one in all of my days.