We explored Southern Utah for Fall Break and finally I got to organize some of the pictures. Obviously this is not NY, but more will be coming soon. What a little blogger I am this week. Maybe it's because Facebook has disabled me for being a fake person. It says on the website that if your offense is so offensive you won't even get a warning. I must have been pretty outrageous with something--maybe telling my Aunt Happy Birthday was taking it a little too far. Now I can't decide if I'm going to try and reinstate my account or just let it go.....
Isaak has transitioned in the the TeRRiBle TwoS!! Yikes. I think we had about 20 temper tantrums today. Wow. And yes I use time out. I also try to redirect his behavior--remember I used to help people modify their behavior. I'm even a little mad about it because everyone told me Isaak would be an easy toddler since he had a rough start. Well it isn't holding out to be true. I guess we'll make it through one tantrum at a time. I'm learning that Isaak is going to have many hard, ornery days in his life. He's going to be a little ornery pants, but I can't let it affect me. I have to realize that it's his deal and I can't always fix it. Like today when he wanted to push his Tonka Truck in the mud at the neighbors house and I said no. We don't even know the neighbors. Isaak threw himself carefully down to the sidewalk. I turned and started pushing the Tonka Truck and asked him to help me. We had about three more temper tantrums before we arrived home about pushing that truck. I have to realize it's not my fault he wants to push it in the mud and is going to try and show me just how much he wants to push it. It's funny because I was talking to one of my friends who just had a baby and she said, "It's hard not knowing what he wants and how to fix it," and I remember being distraught about the exact same thing and now instead I know exactly what Isaak wants, but I won't give it to him. I'm not sure which one is harder--I guess only time will tell.
We explored Southern Utah for Fall Break and finally I got to organize some of the pictures. Obviously this is not NY, but more will be coming soon. What a little blogger I am this week. Maybe it's because Facebook has disabled me for being a fake person. It says on the website that if your offense is so offensive you won't even get a warning. I must have been pretty outrageous with something--maybe telling my Aunt Happy Birthday was taking it a little too far. Now I can't decide if I'm going to try and reinstate my account or just let it go.....
Isaak has transitioned in the the TeRRiBle TwoS!! Yikes. I think we had about 20 temper tantrums today. Wow. And yes I use time out. I also try to redirect his behavior--remember I used to help people modify their behavior. I'm even a little mad about it because everyone told me Isaak would be an easy toddler since he had a rough start. Well it isn't holding out to be true. I guess we'll make it through one tantrum at a time. I'm learning that Isaak is going to have many hard, ornery days in his life. He's going to be a little ornery pants, but I can't let it affect me. I have to realize that it's his deal and I can't always fix it. Like today when he wanted to push his Tonka Truck in the mud at the neighbors house and I said no. We don't even know the neighbors. Isaak threw himself carefully down to the sidewalk. I turned and started pushing the Tonka Truck and asked him to help me. We had about three more temper tantrums before we arrived home about pushing that truck. I have to realize it's not my fault he wants to push it in the mud and is going to try and show me just how much he wants to push it. It's funny because I was talking to one of my friends who just had a baby and she said, "It's hard not knowing what he wants and how to fix it," and I remember being distraught about the exact same thing and now instead I know exactly what Isaak wants, but I won't give it to him. I'm not sure which one is harder--I guess only time will tell.
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I'm sorry your having rough time. I guess it goes to show that there are rough patches in child rearing at any age (some ages have more than others).
Hang in there. I bet you are doing everything right and think of how patient of a mother you are!