first fight with kyle

i had my heart broken to a million pieces last night. kyle and i had a fight.

he was hitting me and pinching me even if i had repeatedly told him to stop as he was hurting me already. so i had to do the one thing that i didn't want to do. i gave him a gentle "smack"on the hands, palm facing up for really bad behavior. the first time that i had to really make him feel hurt. the previous smacks were gentle taps on the hands as final warnings.

this time it was different. after that, he still wouldn't quit doing the hitting and punching, i had to put him in the corner. which he didn't like at all. i had to make sure that he stays there a minute or so to calm him - but i guess, it made things worse. he had a major tantrum. the crying became louder and louder, tears and snot were streaming down his face.

i was hurt, seeing him cry but he had to learn his lesson that hitting is bad.

his daddy tried to talk to him to make him apologize to me, since he does that when i tell i got hurt. this time he didn't do it. it was a battle of wills. i told him he won't get milk if he won't say sorry.

it was such a heartbreaking scene. as much as i want to hug him and say sorry, he has to learn first from his actions.

we slept without saying sorry. it was hard. he didn't want me beside him. he was even crying in his sleep. must be recalling the things that happened to us that night.

i hope when i come home later. things will be better.

sorry kyle, i didn't mean to do that. :(