Meltdown

This post was meant to talk abt the Europe trip that just happened but drama happened at home..  haiz...

Vera had a meltdown just before sleep time this evening. She came out of her room saying she was thirsty and cant find her water bottle. I asked her if she had left it in the car, but William said that she brought it up. I told her to search for it if she wanted a drink. She used her eyes to do a search and was done in 1 min. She cant find. I was busy. So was William. And most Importantly, I felt that enough was enough. She wasnt trying hard enough to find her things coz we were rescuing her all the time. I told her either she can go thirsty or ask her water bottle walk up to her and say hi. And thus began the 2 hrs episode.

I was determined to finish my work and go to the room. I was drowsy. Both of us were sick. And we had a long day. William brought me for 2 doc appts, 1 work appt and we brought the kids for Jewel preview. We must have been crazy to put so much on our plate. I know the easiest way is to simply give her a cup and quench her thirst so that she can go zzz but enough was enough.

Her papa ask her to bring her school bag over so that they could search for the bottle together. She refused, crying on the floor saying that the bag was too heavy. (It was the same bag she carried everyday to sch by the way). This took abt 15 mins before papa threw the bag to the kitchen (much further from her now). And ask her to bring over. Repeat heavy bag drama for another 15 mins. By now I had finished my work. I couldn't stand the way she bullied her papa. I threw the bag out of the house and near to the common rubbish chute. I was very angry. She was rude, and giving a lot of excuses. I wanted to skin her alive. (Honestly yes I would, if I could)

The fit of anger made me wanted to throw the bag into the rubbish chute but practicality it means we need to do a lot of repair work after that. . I carried thr bag and came back to the house, leaving her out of the door. I threw the bag into the balcony. Wanted to throw it out of the balcony but no, later kena killer litter. She came back in with papa. Papa did the repair work. Told her to apologise and hug me. She say she hated me and most likely wouldn't give her the bag. She was right. I was chilled with her bringing nothing to sch. Let her face the music tomorrow in sch and let her do the explaining.

Drama of making her apologize and hug me took a while (another 15 mins). But it dawned on me that this drama took a shorter time than previously (read vera meltdown). Okie, the temperature cool a little. Hugged her back. Explained to her that if she doesn't wan her bag, she doesn't need to have it. We can bless others. In between sobs, told her to collect her bag from balcony and proceed to papa station.

Papa went thru her stuff with her. Her bag was heavy bcoz she had too much junk. She always said she packed her bag, but clearly junk is stil there. Cleared the junk. Couldn't find the bottle.. gua gua.. she has calmed down a lot by now. Went to bed. Guess I will go look in the car later.

Thus the end of this drama (Finally). Papa choo is ironing now while I started this entry at the fit of my anger. I'm of coz more calmed down now. It wasnt a proud mama moment and I know I could have dealt with it in a better, calmer way.

Praying for God's wisdom and patience with the girls, it hasn't been easy. Once a while I tell my friends that its easier now, but episodes like this made me step back again. Praying for God's protection and healing among our family. All 5 of us are sick, just in different degree. William, joy and I are down with cough and flu while the twins seem to have some diarrhoea since  coming back from their friends party yday. Praying that God heal all of us soon. It has been really a long while since all 5 of us are down. Praying that God providence in my work too. In Jesus name I pray, amen!