Discipline

It's what I woke up thinking about. 

First, there's the discipline you choose to give your children. Recently, a friend shared her view on discipline with us.  As her two-year-old + daughter ran around screaming and laughing and generally creating chaos, she laughed and said, "So when I went to sign her up for school, they asked me what kind of discipline we have at home.  I just laughed and said, 'Discipline, what discipline? She's two!'"  I have to said that said little girl is referred to as a tornado and though we all say it jokingly, there's some truth to the words that we are afraid of her visiting. 

So, I worry about how I"m going to shape my own son as he grows.  I struggle with schedules for him: eating, napping, bedtime.  But he is a pretty well-behaved baby so far.  Still, I don't ever want him to be the "tornado" everyone fears a visit from.

But I also woke up thinking about my writing discipline.  All those years of having more than enough time to write, to sleep and wake as I pleased, with no little people to be responsible for, and yet, my writing discipline has only developed now, after my son was born, when my time is limited. Ironic. Or maybe I did need to feel time was limited and I had to make time for my writing.  Yes, sometimes I skip a day or two with my writing, but overall, I make time write everyday now.  I skipped two days this week so what did I do yesterday? I drank a large cup of coffee so that after the baby was asleep, I could stay up writing. And I did so til 3am this morning. Not the best of decisions, of course, since baby is teething and ended up having a bad night and now, with a few hours of unrestful sleep and another large coffee in me, I'm up and doing all the mommy things (and with a semi-cranky baby to boot) and still anxious for tonight to come, when I can sit down for a couple of hours and write.