Parenting, at its core, is a dance....a sometimes-chaotic, often-improvised, always-learning dance.
And my husband and I? Well, let’s just say we bring some serious passion to the floor.
Take the other day, for example. The kids were in full meltdown mode, arguing over the same toy they’d ignored all week, while the house seemed to vibrate with the sheer volume of their voices. My husband, true to his fiery nature, jumped in, ready to bring order to the chaos with his strong, no-nonsense approach. I wanted to step in, soften the tension, and smooth things over the way I usually do. For a moment, we were out of sync....both frustrated and handling things in our own way.
But then, something clicked. I took a step back and realized that his intensity came from a place of care, of wanting to teach our kids lessons about fairness and respect. It’s not always the way I’d approach things, but that’s okay. Because where I bring calm, he brings energy. Where I offer patience, he offers conviction. Together, we create balance...not by being the same, but by embracing our differences.
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