Hoping for Breath of Fresh Air with my Son #mooddisorder #bipolar #therapy
The one person who has seen Aj from the "beginning" so to speak has been…
Baby K is three, so really we can drop the Baby part but I refuse to do so just yet, I am not ready and he will always be my baby. Now that his brother and sister are in school we get to have some quality time together, but he is a bowl full of energy which means I try to take him to the park and one day he wanted to climb the wall.
Not sure what you call this playground item but he wanted to climb it just the same. The issue is that he wanted me to lift him up so he could basically “say” he climbed it when in all reality I pushed him up the thing and I refused. I knew this Monkey child would be able to climb this wall if only he tried and so I did what I always do; encouraged Baby K to find his inner strength and climb this wall on his own with me spotting him.
He is so cute, I can almost tell that he has that “grrr me man” face going on while he works hard to get to the top of this wall. He never said he can’t, he just kept trying and I kept watching, capturing photos along the way until finally he made it to the top …
Of course once Baby K made it to the top he wanted me to grab him because he wasn’t quite sure how to get back down, but I guided his feet down and he made it. The look on this kids face was priceless, he had that feeling of accomplishment. He completed something on his own, he tried and he succeeded.
A good lesson for all of us to remember: if at first you don’t succeed pick yourself up and try again. Eventually you will succeed if you just keep trying!