Wow, what an evening. Tonight as we made our way through the usual bedtime battles, a monster came and inhabited my son for 30 long and very loud minutes. This monster changed my sweet, talkative 2 year old into a thrashing, red-faced, screaming shadow of himself. It was scary, exhausting and I had no bloody idea what to do.
I’d read about the terrible 2’s and I'd read blogs from Mums recounting the time when the tantrums kicked in. I used to think to myself ‘yeah, my kid cries sometimes too – tough isn’t it?’. Oh, what a novice I am.
I know now that what I have experienced before was merely a whimper, the prologue to some sort of 'war and peace'-sized novel.
So tonight I’m going to research the terrible twos and try to work out how on earth I am supposed to deal with these testing times.
And I’m going to hope really hard that this is as bad as it will get!
|Simpler times - Monkey aged 2 months|