Before I had children, I didn’t enjoy noise that children made in restaurants, on the plane, and almost anywhere else. Now that I am a mother, and have (sort of) gotten used to the noise, I don’t get disturbed by noisy children. Instead, my attention will be to see if I can tell what the child wants or needs. My paradigm has shifted.
Having my paradigm shifted is one thing. The noise level and the endless movements in the house sometimes do get to me, still. Of course I appreciate the noise deep down in my heart (though my brows will curve upwards, and lips curve downwards). When the children are noisy, it means they are well.
The drawing in this post was done using Dagi Sylus P702 on iPad 4. Hope you like it.