Somebody email me patience NOW
Would you please? PRETTY please? Because I am OVER Belly's screaming tantrums. She woke up almost an hour earlier than usual today so when we went to OMSI this morning to meet our friends, she was a total pisser. She started out in a fairly good mood but basically refused to listen to me about anything. And when I insisted that she listen to me, her mood (and mine) went downhill. It was so effing lame. At one point, she'd been sitting up on a counter looking at a computer screen of a butterfly for a good 10 minutes - and bogarting it from everyone else - when I decided she needed to move on to something else. She had a full-on, tears-and-snot, hitting-Mommy, screaming tantrum that felt like it lasted an hour. In reality, it was probably 10 minutes or so, but it felt like it just would not end. I kept trying to redirect her with other things, but she was beyond mad. I would have left with her right then but Buggy was having so much fun that I didn't want to make her suffer because her sister was a punk. So we stayed. And Belly screamed "NO!" at me over every last little thing: holding my hand, not putting the flashlight-on-a-string-that-every-other-kid-and-his-brother-played-with in her mouth, staying with the group at snack time, etc. I finally tucked her under my arm (she was screaming, of course), grabbed the diaper bag, had the Bug say her goodbyes and we left. As soon as we were out of the building, she was all giggles. I felt so annoyed that I almost started crying.
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4 comments:
Ah, Patience: The Unattainable Virtue.
I feel your pain, Mama. I really, truly do. But since I have a 14-yr old who one minute is stomping mad, slamming doors, telling me that I don't know ANYTHING and then the next minute all smiles and hugs and laughing about something she saw on TV, I can't help you. I obviously have not figured it out....
I feel YOUR pain, B. My girl goes from screaming, "Get the fuck out of my room! I'm so sick of you!" to sweet apologies and cuddles 20 minutes later...I can't imagine dealing with that kind of behavior AND the baby/toddler challenge you have on the way; you're one brave mom!
Hang in there, R! You can do this. You can send Belly to live with Gaka when she gets a tiny bit older. We'll surprise Billy with it. Yeah, actually, that's a great idea! Then I won't have to go through the whole empty nest thing! We can start over, but without the pain of childbirth. We'll talk more about this...I'm liking this idea.
Uh, Gaka - no. I get frustrated with the little tantrum queen, but I miss her like crazy when I'm not around her for a even a few hours. Live with you? I'd lose my mind. That's not to say that they can't come spend weeks (yes, that has an "s" at the end) with you in the summer when they're older...
E - I totally send mine over to Shannon's house for what we call "Shannon's Summer Camp." I feel so tired because I can't keep up with the mood swings. People ask me if I'm missing her already because she's growing up so quickly and soon she'll be out of the house... and then I show them all the out-of-state college literature I've already collected. She knows she has to do SOMETHING: college, Peace Corps, Military -- ANYTHING. When she was little a day at work practically broke my heart in half; now I'm encouraging her to be a summer camp counselor for the entire season... :-) Gotta love the teen years!
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