Whoa, baby- Elijah woke up way too early this morning and was in a really foul mood about it. I can't wait until he is able to talk and really communicate his needs- he's going through a stage of complete frustration (on his part and ours) at not being able to always indicate what he wants. I guess I should have stuck with the sign language thing early on. He is good at the sign for "more", but then I have to guess, "More what?" More banana? More juice? More poopy in your diaper? And if I don't guess correctly, I'm in for an earful...
Whew. Today was one of those mornings I was glad to drop him off at daycare. I don't know how stay-at-home moms do it. Darlene, how do you keep your sanity?
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I don't have daycare, I have Sponge Bob.
I remember liking Sesame Street as my break of the day.
Lisa
Who ever said Darlene was sane?
Just kidding.
Sandy, for Christmas we gave Cathy, our primary home-stay nanny, a gift certificate to a hammam spa for all sorts of various treatments. I worship that woman.
Ahh my dear, dear sister. This little bump in the road is nothing compared to what lies ahead. Two words say it all: Temper Tantrum!!... When the language barrier just gets to be too much for him to deal with... When your beautiful, innocent faced little boy transforms into this scary looking red faced lunatic - as he throws himself on the floor (quite literally) and screams at the top of his lungs, kicking his feet and swinging his arms in every direction...all because he asked for orange juice but when you gave it to him he decided, right at that moment, that he didnt want orange juice, he wanted apple juice and he didn't want it in the red cup, he wanted it in the blue cup. Then my dear, you will be sending him to daycare with a "Do Not Return to Sender for at least 2 Years" sticker on his bum.
And, do not think for one second that this WON'T happen to your son. I remember a few years ago seeing a mother with a toddler out at Target shopping. Her cart was full to the top of all sorts of stuff. She was in line to pay for everything. 2 people were ahead of her, 4 people were behind her. The toddler decided to have a tantrum, on the floor, in the middle of the line. He threw himself down on that cold, dirty floor, screaming for animal crackers. Meanwhile, the mother was searching frantically through the diaper bag. She was trying to tempt the child with anything and everything because of course, the one thing she didn't have (nor did the store apparently) was animal crackers. I remember thinking "My child will never behave like that in public and if, for some strange reason he does, I will never give into him. I will never stand there saying "here baby, take this instead". Instead I will speak sternly to him and make him understand that he needs to behave while we are out shopping". HAHA! I look back now at that memory and laugh every darn time! Kyle was 18 months old when he had his very first tantrum in public. He was upset because he kept trying to run away from me, so I was making him hold my hand. He ended up getting "noodle legs" and dropping to the ground. I swear he made himself 20 pounds heavier too..as I could barely pick him up. His legs were kicking, his arms were a swinging, and I felt as though every single person in the store was watching us. Speaking to him sternly? Not a chance. He couldn't hear me because he was SCREAMING SO LOUD!! When all was said and done, we made it out to the car - both of us drenched in sweat. He screamed the entire time - and when I went to put him into his car seat he arched his back so that I practically had to KNEEL ON HIM to get him to bend so I could buckle him. My child. The angel turned devil within a blink of an eye. Consider yourself forewarned!!!!!!
oh Sandy- Paula's comments are so right on the bottom- when they are unable to express what they want it is so frustrating and they have many means to vent this frustration- Hey I wake up alot of mornings grumpy for no reason- drive to work pouting and then WAM its gone and I am the angelic creature I was before LOL,just try and enjoy every moment as it goes by so fast love, Momsie
Hope little Elijah is feeling more himself lately, Sandy!!! I guess he is just making up for being so darn good on that long trip to RI!!! have a great weekend, all of you...
Love, Joanie
Wait till he's 11..then we can talk!
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