The hardest thing to admit is when we fail as parents.
Today I had a moment where I had to discipline my oldest – and yes, it involved a spanking. To me, this means I haven’t done my job – if I am in a position where that is the ONLY recourse left then I have failed in that moment as a father.
After he had some time to think about it, we had a talk I explained how it wasn’t that he failed, but that I had failed him. And I did most important thing – I forgave him and gave him a hug and told him I loved him.
Remember when you would hear “this hurts me more than it hurts you” and how trite that sounded when your ass was stinging and tears were running down your face?
I understand now, with tears on my face and shame and hurt in my heart.