Thursday, 24 February 2011
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Patience Wearing Thin, It's Been One of Those Days...
It's been one of those days. It's not even noon and I'm already saying that.It all started this morning at about 5:40ish in the morning. Emma started pounding on her door. I went in to check on her and she was just fine. I told her it was still time to sleep and tucked her back in. She knocked again about 5-10 minutes later. This time my husband went in. She knocked again. We ignored it, and she did it on and off until I finally got her at about 8 this morning.
She has been disobedient all day. Getting into drawers, making a mess, slamming doors, throwing fits, you name it. It's really just been your typical two-year-old stuff, but to the extreme and so much more than usual.
What happened about 10 minutes ago was just the last straw. I ran downstairs to throw the cloth diapers into the wash. The girls get along really well and play together nicely, so it's usually not a problem when I leave them alone, as long as it's no longer than two minutes tops. While I'm starting the load, I hear Hannah start screaming and crying hysterically. Even though she is only 13 months old, it usually takes quite a bit to really get her upset. I ran up the stairs and she's standing there crying uncontrollably.
My first concern is just to comfort her. She wasn't bleeding, didn't have anything in her mouth, obviously she just needed comfort. I then ask Emma what happened. She told me she hit Hannah. I wasn't happy about it but I didn't think that would be enough to make Hannah react the way she did. I asked her what she hit Hannah with and she told me it was a toy. She then demonstrated and showed me that she had hit Hannah repeatedly on the head.
I was so angry. I told her she needed to spend some time in her room. Partly because she needed an immediate consequence and I didn't know what to do, but mostly because I just needed her away from me because I knew I could very easily lose my temper and just scream at her. Right now I'm basically ignoring her and she's on the other side of the room playing with her toys, oblivious to the fact that I'm very upset with her.
I know she's only 2 1/2, but she has never done this before. She has hit Hannah, but never with something hard. She has pushed Hannah, but usually just because she's excited. She has even tackled Hannah, but that's just when she's trying to play rough with Hannah like Daddy does with her.
She knows that it is unacceptable. I feel really guilty that I left Hannah and Emma alone now. Hannah is calm now, but is staying close to me. Right now she seems scared of Emma, understandably. It just breaks my heart that this happened.
I'm just praying for patience to make it through the rest of this day.
How would you have handled this situation?
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- From: RaxterRiley@xanga
- About Me: I have three precious children. Emma Rose was born May 27, 2008, Hannah Noelle was born January 3, 2010, and Joel Israel was born July 14, 2011. I am also a newlywed - my husband Joshua and I got married on January 26, 2008. We couldn't be happier. I love being a mom - it is what I was put on this earth to do.
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Comments (4)
Exactly the way you did.
I think you handled it the best way you could. I don't have two kids, yet, but I do have a 2.5 year old, so I know what you mean about getting angry and needing some space from her.
Oh and try not to feel too guilty about it. I know that we moms will probably still feel it anyway, but really... things like this are bound to happen and it's not your fault for leaving them alone. Again, I think you handled it well. Hopefully, tomorrow is a better day for all of you!
I think you did the right thing.
2 year olds are tough!!
I have 2 sons, one nearly 3 and the other just turning one. Something very similar to this happened right around Christmas at my parent's house with them. My oldest son, Connor, had gotten out of bed and covered Alex, my youngest son's, face with a pillow and pressed. I was scared and worried. I asked Connor why he had done it and his reply was that Alex was crying too loud. What I have chalked it up to is simply sibling rivalry more than anything. It's all right to be upset and it is also good that you kept a level head about the situation. Glad to know that someone else took the same steps we did!