Well, it has been a few years since my oldest was two, but wow how those moments have flooded back the last few weeks. The tantrums, the power struggles and the constant use of the word NO. What happened to the cute, sweet babe that thought I was the greatest thing on earth, oh ya, he turned two. Over the last few weeks I have noticed a drastic increase in the tantrums and my patience has worn thin. And those that know me know I have very little patience to spare. I am a strong believer in giving your children choices and allowing them to have some control over their actions and consequences, love and logic. So what happens when your two year old says a firm NO to all his choices, well let me tell you it ain’t always pretty. It leads to the tantrums I was talking about above, the throw himself down, red in the face, near gagging from all the crying tantrums, particularly fun in the parking lot where other parents get to pass judgment on my parenting skills. I try to remain calm while inside censoring my thoughts as they should not be verbalized in front of the children.
Just as suddenly as the tantrum began it ends, usually with Chase turning to me and saying with a smile, " hi mommie"... little stinker.
I know this phase like everything else will pass and I know that I will deeply miss it because it means that my baby is growing up. So for now I will try to look past the tantrums and focus on great things a two year old has to offer, contagious laughter, a carefree sprit and unconditional love.
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