When my kid is melting down

 When my kid is melting down, they don’t need less love. They need more.

More patience.
More safety.
More of me showing up even when it’s hard.

I used to think tantrums meant I was doing something wrong.
But now I know it just means my child is struggling and they trust me enough to fall apart in front of me.

They’re not being “bad.”
They’re overwhelmed.
They’re learning how to handle life.

And the last thing they need in that moment is a mom who pushes them away.

So I’ll keep pulling them closer.
Even when they’re crying.
Even when I’m tired.
Even when the world says I should be tougher.

Because I’m not raising a robot.
I’m raising a human.
One who feels things deeply.
And who knows that no matter how big their feelings get they’re still loved.