Patience is a (newly found) virtue
I am learning patience when dealing with Ash but if you mention how patient I am to Jake he will probably double up laughing. Patience has never been my thing not when he was a baby or when he was growing up or even when I was running any of the nurseries I've been involved in over the years. I loved managing the nurseries but if you ask anyone who's worked for me over the years they will tell you that I was much better at the management side of things than I was at working with the children for any length of time. I think I was quite good in small bursts but not for days on end. Now however I am learning how important it all is. If I rush Ash it confuses him; if I pretend not to mind how long he is taking over something he will see through me and become anxious; if I comment on something not done his self esteem is damaged more than I could ever have imagined. Over the past few months I have come to recognise all of this and also to realise that being impatient, in any form that takes, is not conducive to a happy life. Letting everything wash over me is, I now know, the way to go. So what if it takes him 20 minutes to get his cheese and biscuits in an evening; does it really matter if he washes pots instead of putting them in the dishwasher? How difficult is it to sit through quiz shows if that's what keeps his brain working and promotes conversation? is it the end of the world if jobs don't get done around the house? For probably the first time in my life I really am letting it all wash over me and in return we are laughing and talking together, life is peaceful and there are no arguments. I really do recommend it!