Wednesday, August 03, 2011

A Battle of Wills

Under the cover of darkness during this last week, it seems that someone kidnapped my sweet baby and replaced him with a look-alike who is in full-fledged TWO YEAR OLD mode.  
This child has been close to impossible these last few days!!  And while I'm nearly at my wit's end, I have a feeling I'm only at the beginning of this phase.  Not good news at all.  Locking me out of the house and bedrooms at random, throwing items out of the car window, refusing to nap or go to bed at night, escaping from the five-point harness of his seatbelt . . . these are just a few of the antics that he seems to do for fun.  

I hate it.  I don't hate it just because it's misbehavior.  I hate it because I feel like our whole relationship now revolves around him misbehaving and me correcting him.  What happened to our cuddling time?  What happened to the sweet kisses and hugs?  I am on him all the time!  And the thing is, I don't know how not to be since he is CONSTANTLY into something.  This morning we had one of many standoffs.  He escaped out to the backyard (does this often by climbing on whatever is closest to unlock the deadbolt), and I asked him to come back inside.  Well, even though he can move like lightning at any other time, he moved at a snail's pace coming in the door while the cool A/C air quickly escaped.  I warned him repeatedly to step on it, but to no avail.  I finally got onto him and swatted him on the booty--of course he went into meltdown mode and started flailing around, crying and hanging on me as I walked.  I sat him in the chair and told him he had to sit there until he calmed down.  (Of course I had to sit there too because he does not stay in "time out" on his own).  FIFTEEN MINUTES later he finally stopped crying and walked off like nothing had ever happened.  Meanwhile, I just wanted to sit there for fifteen more minutes and cry about the whole episode!  It would be a whole lot simpler if he would learn lessons the easy way, but I have a feeling he is so headstrong that every lesson is going to come with blood, sweat, and tears.  

Heaven help me.

4 comments:

Leisa said...

Yep, terrible two's. You'll make it and you have two great boys!

Amy said...

Definitely sounds like those terrible two's to me too. I didn't really get to experience that with Emma, so I will be keeping up to see what I missed out on. You're so strong. It's obvious! You will make it through this. You may even look back and laugh at these phase one day.:) For now, I say a few extra prayers on this for you. Secretly, a part of me is a bit envious that I never got to go through that. I know, crazy huh??

Amy said...

Well, ooops! I meant "this phase." and "I'll say..." Oh how it bugs me to find mistakes after the fact.

Lesle Alvarado said...

I know what you're going through ... except mine is 10! :aack: Patience and perseverance ... patience and perseverance ...