Thursday, May 1, 2008


So Vir has picked up this horrible habit of flinging things. He just picks up stuff and flings it on the floor. Doesn't matter if it's breakable or expensive, he's not really picky that way. Today, he was tired and sleepy and whiny and generally irritable and all of this was irritating me. Then he decided to pick up a bottle of tomato ketchup and fling it on the floor from the bed. Luckily, I caught it right before it rolled off the bed. But, I lost my cool and whacked him. Not a little tap (he's had those before), this was a whack. I think it might have actually hurt him instead of just making a point. I can't believe I let this happen. I feel terrible. And what's worse is that after this incident, he still hugged me and clung to my arm and slept. I can't wait for him to grow up so I can apologize.


Silence said...

:-) Why do parents and children have this committed relationship? You fight with them and yet you can’t stay without them!

Anonymous said...

Don't feel guilty about this Manika! It's all very andy to read in in all these parenting books about not hitting your child, but it's actually ok. A couple in their lifetime does not leave them traumatised provided they know that you still love them. I haven't Samya in over a year and that is big for me coz I have made a concious choice not too but if it happens instinctively its okay. He just needs to know you still love him no matter what. So chill - Vir will still grow up to have all 206 bones and lots of grey cells which ofcourse he will inherit from his dad ;-)