Crying to the pain

When do you cry because of pain?

I have to tell you my son cries because, from time to time, his feet gets some opening due to the corn that cracks on his thumb.

His feet is also callused. The hardened surface got him aches and so he cries because of the pain.

But boy, he is stubborn and hard to tell on. That's probably the reason why he has those corns and calluses on his feet.

And does he acknowledge his mistake? I can't tell now.

I patiently explain the reason he is getting those unwanted hardies. He had to really dress up to the cold season. Socks on, sweaters always, and had to keep clean his body.

He isn't getting cough this time but the corns and calluses.

I would want to scold him real good but I know I should do it slowly and gradually to make him realize the essence of what are being told.

Hoping someday that those will eventually soften up and get those opening get back to normal skin surface on the feet.

Last night, he got those things and he continuously cried. It took hours I think.

I was watching him and imagining him grinning while I was telling him to dress up. He doesn't heed my words. And that happens.

Well, he got the whole thing from his mama. Oh, that would be me.

I don't really dress up to the cold season. In fact, I keep forgetting to wear those new sweaters and socks and thick clothes.

Maybe he got that from me but I can always do something new for him. That is, constantly reminding him of proper things to wear.

I know his stubbornness and I could relate as his mother. But we gotta change that into the better.

Instead of crying to the pain, we should instead enjoy other things like relaxing and sleeping well.

For the next days and weeks, I have to be dilligent. He must also be.

When things get better again, he will forget his pain and his cries. I will scold him hard when that happens. Reminding him of the painful things on his feet.

And to my own feet and body, I got to be careful and responsible. After all, we teach by doing.

If he will see that I am not doing my part, he will unknowingly emulate it.

It is must that I have to be loving to my feet as well.

One day, I will take him to foot spa. When he gets a little older maybe. Together with his siblings. We will be relaxing together.

Enjoying life and not always just crying to pains is what life is about. Life is a gift, and we need to find ways to make it good.