I thought I was going to get really lucky and breeze right on through the terrible two stage everyone warns you about. I mean why wouldn't I be so lucky? I breezed through everything else with B.
He's only been 2 for a month and a half so did I speak to soon? Did I do something so horrible in the past month and a half?
B has ran smack into the terrible twos and he has shook it's hand and made a deal to make my life miserable!!!!
It started when we were at the beach. At least three times when we were there he would scream and cry and through a fit. He even made me cry one of the nights we were there. I was ready to pack our bags and head my butt home. I was literally ready to give up. That was the first time in his whole short two years of life that he had ever acted like that.
Tuesday night we meet up with Stephanie and Maddie for dinner at Mongolian Grill. He was in a super good mood he and I were jamming to music in the car, he had his cool sunglasses on everything was going great. We get to the restaurant I get my plate while Stephanie stays with the kids and when I return, he has started in on his little attitude. It continues to sky rocket. Crying hysterically, being a brat, yelling...I'm sure you can picture it now. I decide to take him outside cause I was going to swat his butt and make him understand this wasn't ok.....unfortunately there were people outside that scratched that idea. We get back in the restaurant and everything seems ok, and than he starts in one more time. Stephanie went and took him to get M&M's and that cured it for about 5 minutes. I was so frustrated at this point in the little BRAT he was being. I got about half my plate of food down by the time we decided to leave.
You think it ends there don't you? Yeah that would have been great if it really happened that way. I put him in his car seat Stephanie and I are chatting be fore we take off and than the stupid cashier runs out and says she didn't charge us enough, and wants more money. Stephanie goes in side to argue while I stay with the kids. B asked for his apple juice and I hand it to him. He proceeds to undo the cap and pour the whole bottle of apple juice on the floor board of my vehicle.....I am LIVID!!!! I look at him and tell him you're lucky you're buckled in your car seat, you wait until we get home. He smiles and says "OK". When we got home I swatted his butt right there in the street, not a pretty picture.
I don't like to swat his butt or flick his fingers, I think it's over rated and doesn't necessarily seem to get through to them at such a young age. Yes they know they are in trouble but I don't think they quite get it yet. Its not a regular occurrence that Brian gets a swat on the butt, but now that he has been acting the way he has on a daily basis it seems it may become that. I don't want Brian to ever grab his butt and cover it because he knows hes in trouble and scared to get a swat.....I will not be that type of parent. I am going to try time outs!!!
I hope this stage doesn't last long....I don't know if I have the patients or the strength to push on. It's so tough to try and be the stability for yourself as a single parent and feel you have nothing to lean on or have your back. It's such a difficult thing.
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