I struggle with discipline. It's really, really hard for me because of the way I was raised. Even though I know that discipline is a way you love your children, too. It's what they need. It will shape them. I can discipline my children, I just don't like to. It hurts me more than it hurts them. Truly. I know they still love me, regardless. But something has to change.  I must follow through even if it pains me so.

I love my children more than I could ever express verbally. Hurting my children is literally, my worst nightmare. But I also know if I don't start disciplining my children more I will shape and mold them in a way that will hurt them more than I think I may just by a simple correction. My shortcomings are hurting my children and affecting others. My son most specifically.

Lately, my husband has been telling me our children are out of control . . . so something has to give.

I'm raising my children to be ungrateful. Not intentionally, it is just happening. My children have so much, there is really nothing left to want. I'm doing something to my kiddos, crippling them in a way when they don't understand the feeling of want.