You know what's a lot of fun? Spending five hours at the mall with your almost-two-year-old while she has meltdown after meltdown.
Sigh. This toddler-hood and terrible twos and everything is really wearing me down. I can't win. She throws a fit if we stay home, throws one if we go out. And these fits are never over anything good. Noooo! Today she threw a fit because I tied her shoe. The horror. I need my mommy license revoked for that abuse.
What's really wearing me down is her temper TANTRUMS thrown at bedtime. We'll tell her "time to go night night" and she's cool. She's even cool during the obligatory goodnight hugs and kisses. But, once we cross the threshold of her room all hell breaks lose. There is much screaming, much crying, much head banging. Every, Single. Night.
I don't know what to do. It sucks even more because she and Emmie share a room. It took us a week (a WEEK!) to figure out that maybe we should put Emmie to sleep in another room and wait until Lexie's fit has run it's course before putting her in her own crib. Because why have one crabby child when you can have two.
I know I'm not supposed to, but I compare Emmie's "good" behavior to Lexie's "bad" all the time. She's an angel, a peach! But, until today I had forgotten that so was Lexie at 9 months age. Hell, Lexie was a peach until about a month ago. It's like she's taken the fast track to teenage angst. Everything is "mama...Mama...MAMA!" If she could roll her eyes and sigh in exasperation so would.
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I know EXACTLY what you are talking about!!! Just lately, Nick started acting up and thowing PUBLIC fit after fit...I haven't figured out how to deal with the temper tantrums...ignore, try and reason (hahahahaha) or give in!
Ugh, Sam had the "Macy's Meltdown" a couple of weekends ago. Nothing like carrying your limp, screaming bundle of joy out of the mall and wrestling them into their carseat only to be screamed at for the five minutes it takes to get through the McD's drivethrough, then be stunned by the quiet that ensues when said bundle of joy is presented with a cheap toy and some fries. Thank god for McD's!
Oh, I am there too. I wrote a post similar to this before Christmas-time.
I HATE to take her out by myself and I probably won't when I have two.
I wish I could offer you some good advice. The therapists tell me to not give in to her tantrums and she will eventually give them up. Well, I haven't seen them let up in a few months, and she will still run away from me in a parking lot.
Good luck, just know I am right there with you!
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