On Saturday, we welcomed a fluffy red-haired, four-legged soul into our family. We love her sweet little dark eyed face and we’re getting to know her better. For instance, apparently she sleeps much better with a nightlight. Who knew a $2.50 blue light could buy me 7 straight hours of whine-free sleep!? As we’ve been transitioning, I’ve faced some struggles. Less with the puppy and more with my personal capacity for patience. As I’ve tried to train our nipping puppy with the help of my preschool baby, I’ve been forced to remind myself that transitions take time. It takes time to acquaint oneself with the personality of someone/something else. And as loving as we are, it takes time for trust to develop. And when you transition, relationships shift and move and it takes time for the dust to settle. So instead of saying “I am just not patient enough for this” I am trying to say “I can be really impatient sometimes and I’m learning.” Why is it so hard to see oneself as a work in progress?