What I want to talk about is the fact that my daughter sometimes irritates the living hell out of me and no, there is no gentler way to put this. And I don’t mean irritated like “wow, that’s kind of annoying. Wish it would end.” I mean irritated like a tag tickling the back of your neck, like an itch on the bottom of your foot, like I don’t really want to be near you irritated. It doesn’t happen all the time, but when it comes, whoa. Look out. – RenegadeMama, My 9 Year Old has Lost Her Mind
A beautiful post from RenegadeMama that helped me understand, at least in part, what may be happening between Sophia and I right now. Between this and Laura’s Authority & Personhood insights I’m on a good path to making things better, starting with myself.