Worst Friends & Best Enemies

I always wanted sons. I came from a family of girls so as well as having my fair share of all things pink, Barbie & the rest of the stereotypical 'girly' things; I've also had my fair share of sister rivalry, bitching & arguments over every little insignificant thing. Boys are more straight forward. They're either getting along or they're beating the living daylights out of each other.

Having never grown up with boys, this whole violent-living is new to me (except for that time my big sister threw me out our bedroom & broke my toe - hiyaz Kirtsy!). Thing is, at only 3 & 1, I thought we had a few more years ahead of us before the punching, kicking & quite literally sitting on one another. But oh no, at only 3 & 1, these two boys can already fight like the worst of enemies. All it takes is for David to glance in John's direction whilst he's lining up his cars and John will be up in his face, screaming and shouting, whilst pushing his little brother to the ground, promptly sitting on him before he can escape.

David is no better. He'll go out of his way to upset John; be it ruining his line-up of cars, stealing his food the minute his back is turned or jumping on him & pulling his hair when he's trying to sleep on the couch (that one really annoys me too!). There's been hair pulling, biting, scratching, hitting with remote controllers, pushing into furniture... I feel like these days I'm now spending way too much of our days breaking up squabbles, with at least one boy inconsolably screaming by the end of it.

I'm exhausted. As a parent you learn to deal with the screaming but I'm now I'm faced with the decision of when to interfere and when the right time is to stand back & let them get on with it? It's not like it's unfair fight, given that John's pretty small & David's pretty big, with them actually weighing exactly the same. Of course, if one is genuinely getting hurt or being obviously unfair to the other, then I'll step in. But I'm already finding that I can't fight every battle for these boys, even those between themselves.

And going by what their Daddy has to say about growing up in a house of boys, it's not something they're going to overcome just yet. In fact, it's going to get a hell of a lot worse and a lot more physical before there's any improvement on the fighting front. Basically, this is it for the next 15 years at least! To keep my sanity in tack until then though, I'll keep photos of them playing nicely close by; just as a reminder that they can be the best of friends too!



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