My goodness, I never believed “Terrible Two’s” where a real thing. Honesty. I thought it was just some clever word play mom’s said.
Let me just say, they’re real, and they start before two. We’ve had the lovely honor of dealing with London and her ridiculous terrible two’s attitude for quite some time now and all I can think of is that it’s just a phase and we’ll be dealing with another phase she’s in. So my adorable little baby will always be my little girl with the attitude of her mother. So with that, I say ” thanks Karma..”
I’ll admit, I thought I was going to be that mom who miraculously didn’t have a kid go through a terrible two phase, or maybe I just thought people exaggerate and that phase really isn’t that bad. Nope, no miracle and it really does suck. And no comments about how 3 is worse, I’ve heard it and I’m mentally preparing myself for it.
Bueller? Bueller? Bueller?
That’s how I feel almost all day, let’s be honest, I say that all day because talking to London is the same as talking to someone whose not even in the room. Even though she’s standing right next to me. Her hearing works just fine, so this can’t be reasoned with bad hearing, she just ignores me. Cool, thanks London. Talking to a wall is one of my favorite past times.
So if she’s allowed to ignore me, why can’t I ignore Her? Who says I can’t? Because I most certainly do ignore her sometimes.
Now before you make that ” WTF kind of mom is she for ignoring her kid” face, when I say ignore, I’m talking about not getting into a screaming fest with her. There is absolutely no way to reason with a two year old. They don’t understand “let’s do this and then you can watch Mickey Mouse.” If she doesn’t want to do something as simple as change her diaper and wants to scream at the top of her lungs, guess what? I’m not going to stand and just watch her scream. I turn my back and continue with making dinner or cleaning up the kitchen.
Now, again, before I find myself explaining myself to any mom shamers, we very much practice getting down at her level and talk through problems. It’s a little difficult when she can’t tell us why she’s upset, but being a parent is learning for yourself, and teaching your child how to communicate. While London is still learning her words and how to use them, her main way to communicate is actually showing us or pointing. Well how is she going to point at being upset or angry? She’s not, she’s going to scream. I do my best to try to avoid her getting to that point, but that’s sometimes impossible.
Bribes. Bribes. Bribes.
Oh yes, I have no shame in admitting I bribe my kid. If she’s having a melt down in the car, I’ll bribe her with a binky; even though we don’t give them to her during the day anymore. I mean does anyone want to listen to a toddler screaming because she can’t see the airplane anymore? I sure as hell don’t, I want to listen to my music because it’s not the Hot Dog Dance song.
Do I bribe her with being able to watch cartoons if she picks up her books from the living room? Absolutely. Why? Because I just spent half the day cleaning up after her and she needs to start learning how to pick up her stuff.
The days are longer now, there’s no schedule anymore. Remember when I was that mom who tried to keep everything on a schedule? Yea that went out the window real quick. I find myself struggling each day to have enough to do to keep her busy and avoid the monster in my toddler coming out. Which is also why I make so many to do lists, bucket lists, and I spread out what we’re going to do during the week over a couple of days.
At the end of the day though, I couldn’t imagine how boring our life would be if she wasn’t here. Those hard moments really being out our parenting survival skills, and believe it not everyone has the ability to survive their toddler.
Even as I sit here and write this, and look over and see she just dumped a container of flash cards all over the hallway, all I can do is chuckle and say “oh well, I’ll clean it up later.”