Parenting is not easy. I have proof of wrecked nerves & short tempers to justify my case.
You would really expect that after a day at the office; you come home & there are hopefully no tantrums. That was not the case last night.
It took Monster over an hour to eat his food. AN HOUR! Do you know how much I can achieve in an hour before bedtime? So I was irritated with the fact that 1.)He has wasting my time & 2.) He was throwing tantrums in his feeding chair.
I have patience, really I do. Just last night something snapped in me. I became so frustrated, I actually started crying.
It’s the strangest thing. During the weekend, he isn’t naughty. When I say naughty; he still takes chances but there are no tantrums & high-pitched screaming. The Monday night when he comes home from school it starts. I suppose he picks it up from the older kids at school & mimics them. There is nothing I can do to stop that. “Monkey see, monkey do.”
So last night after eventually forcing him to eat (if he doesn’t eat, he doesn’t sleep through the night), we told him that there would be no play time – just bath & straight to bed. I know he understands exactly what I say. Parents underestimate the genius in their kids. They might not be able to respond back to what you said, but they know very well what you are talking about.
So I put him in his bed, after a whole tantrum session of dressing after the bath. *Counts to 20* There was no sleep. Crying & throwing literally everything out of his cot to prove his point – he wants to be taken out. Eventually, after about 30min, “I couldn’t stand it any longer”, I took him out & placed him on my lap. I didn’t switch the lights on or take him out of his room. I held him to me & said the following in a gentle voice, “My angel. You were naughty & you didn’t listen to Mama & Dada. We had to punish you. But that doesn’t mean we don’t love you. This is the way that we need to learn to understand one another & know when enough is enough.” He stayed in my arms for a few more minutes; we just sat in silence with me rocking him on my lap. I kissed him on the forehead, told him I loved him & that he must “sleep sweet”. Then I put him back in his cot & to my relief, 15min later he was fast asleep.
I just didn’t think that a human of such small proportions could upset a person so much! I mean how much power they really hold in their hands!
I didn’t think it was going to get better. Small kids – small problems. Big kids… You get my point. Monster is still a small kid so I guess I need to prepare myself for a whole lot of other problems. It sure as hell won’t be getting any easier.
Do you get those days when you just want to throw your hands up in the air & leave the room? Any advice on how to handle the situations better?