Yesterday, I celebrated my 32nd birthday. I woke up early and ran 3.25 miles in honor of my birthday and finished up early so I could have some precious time in the morning to drink some coffee, read, and take a break before the busyness of the day and the hectic morning routine of getting up, getting ready, dropping little Miss off at school, and heading to work.
I’m only at work part-time so I did not mention it was my birthday to my coworkers and it really was quite an uneventful day. I’m helping train a new girl, my computer had to be replaced, blah, blah blah.
After work I headed over to my parents house where we were having a little birthday dinner. My mom watches my two year old in the afternoon. She was watching her daily episode of Mickey Mouse while we visited. We paused her show at one point to change a dirty diaper.
Which resulted in the meltdown of ALL meltdowns…
What followed was over thirty minutes of throwing a fit for a) not wanting to change her diaper and b) our refusal to let her finish watching her show because of her bad attitude and unwillingness to change her diaper…
She screamed, threw herself to the floor, tried to pull us away.
These tantrums have been happening far too often and I have decided that I must nip them in the bud before the second baby comes or else I am going to have a rough time handling a newborn and a toddler who refuses to cooperate and proceeds to throw a tantrum if she does not get her way.
So, the tough love must begin.
Needless to say, it was not a very eventful day for my actual birthday. But, I had a great weekend and what can you really expect on a weekday birthday.
After dinner (my toddler did settle down enough to join as at the table to eat), my husband and I made it home around 7:30, bathed a very fussy toddler, and put her in bed by 8:15 or so. She finally settled down to sleep by 9:00. We were exhausted and in bed shortly thereafter.
My husband pulls out a copy of Setting Limits with Your Strong Willed Child. We need a game plan to manage this behavior! Even my mom who has raised three healthy, independent children and taken care of her grandchildren, nieces, nephews, etc. is at a loss on how to help us manage this behavior!
This morning, I ran six miles on the treadmill and asked for strength in handling my very busy, strong-willed girl.
After all, how can one girl who looks so sweet and loving be so difficult to manage? Surely, my next child will be easier, right?!?