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'Split Atom' Mom

Two children. Two different styles. My older one always does things fast and my younger one always slow. What should i do?

Take my older one, for e.g. You give her 10 things to do and tell her, "Slow down....take a deep breath. Don't hurry. Take your time." But, does she listen? No. She'll finish them all in 10 minutes and ask me, "Then, what should i do?". Now it's time for me to slow down and take a deep breath. Hand me some aspirin, will ya?

My younger one is exactly the opposite. If you give her 3 things to do and come back an hour later, she'll look at you and go, "What? You mean i am supposed to them now? You didn't tell me." And a couple of hours later, we'll be still on our first task. Snails and turtles can beat us anyday. While you're there, hand me the whole aspirin box, will ya? Thanks.

So, what do i do? Split like an atom, is what i've been reduced to. One part of me chanting a mantra - slow, relax, calm down, don't hurry, and the other screaming - fast, hurry it up, we're getting late. I feel like a movie on slow motion and fast forward mode at the same time.

Arrggh...the challenges of motherhood.....

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