It's funny how one weekend can be so very different from the next. Complete polar opposites. Last weekend, Michael was an angel. We played, worked, and rested together and he was so happy. I have pics to prove it! Then I go to his Dad's to pick him up on Wednesday and whammo!!! Complete, polar opposites. I even remember thinking,"Great! That little temperamental attitude is gone!" Stupid, stupid, stupid me..
..."Socks on! (put socks on) Socks off! (socks get pulled off)" (repeat ad nauseum)
..."I want Blue to sleep with me (we get Blue)...No Blue! (Blue gets thrown) Yes, my Blue!!!" (more ad nauseum)
On! Off! Open! Closed! Up! Down! Yes! No! In! Out! Momma...momma...momma!!!! (now I'm WAY past nauseum)
All...weekend...looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong.
Babies and young children are born cute and adorable so that you don't kill them when they're like this! Some animals eat their young and I'm beginning to understand why!
Michael is a full-fledged three-year-old with a delayed "terrible twos" phase. I was just becoming confident that he had skipped it until the middle of last month when I SWEAR he began having PMS....or something very like it.
Hot! Cold! Black! White! Over! Under! Inside! Outside!
You just pick an extreme swing between opposites and we've had it lately. More than once, someone in the family has asked me "WHAT is the MATTER with him?"
You see, my angel really was an angel. Picked up his own toys (and liked it). Wanted to learn how to "do dishes," so now he can sort out the flatware and put it away and load flatware and cups in the dishwasher. He even likes to use the scratcher on the frying pan. Who am I to argue? At nap time all I have to ask is "What time is it?" and he picks up his sippy cup, dog, and blanket and crawls in the bed. Ditto for bedtime. He plays well by himself when I have to work or get something else done.
Truthfully, he really still is that way, but this fit-throwing indecisiveness is driving me nuts. My skin is getting thicker by the minute and I can almost block out the yelling when I know he's dry, comfortable, watered, and tucked away with all his best sleeping friends. And I'm trying to reinforce simple consistency...like sticking with his first choice and not accomodating a bad attitude. Not to mention the fact that none of these things are even really that important in the long run.
Alex sailed right past this stage (I think)...hard to tell with a special needs child...and he's so doggone happy that perhaps I'm getting an extra dose of the unhappy with Michael.
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So, for advice and wisdom beyond my experience, I asked my mom why she though Michael was doing this. She smiled very smuggly and said "well, payback's a bitch, ain't it?"
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Geee My Mom tells me the same thing!
I had the opposite for the first child he was terrible from the time he was born wouldn't sleep,screamed all the time,couldn't even go into a store, the only person that could get him to stop screaming was my Mom and for some reason Metallica playing really loud! I told the Dr. I have no Idea how I got though the first year he drove me insane!!! He calmed down when he was about 4 though still has trouble sleeping .
Now I'm going though the same thing you are with my youngest just turned 3 year old he was the perfect angel from the time he was born now he's a terror!! So I don't have any advice for you I just want to tell you your not alone=~)
I'm going insane with you,
Patti
- pattis2boys
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