To whomever came in the middle of the night and took my sweet, charming child and replaced him with the devil's spawn...I'd like Henry back, please.
Within a 24-hour period, my 35-month-old, cherubic son went from happy, easy-going and delightful to mean, nasty, whiny and pretty much insufferable. And it lasted all freaking weekend.
We tell him to do something. He does the exact opposite.
We talk to him, he sasses back.
We ask him if he wants to eat, he whines "NOOOOOOOOOO" so we take the food away, and he breaks down into a wailing, kicking, screaming fit, saying "I wannnnnnaaaaaa eat."
We ask him if he needs to go potty. He says no. One minute later he says, "I'm wet."
In the midst of all this, he stomps around the house like elephants on parade, yelling and throwing toys and hitting people -- mostly me -- and trying to kick the dog.
Despite the fact that he makes a big production of sighing and saying, "I'm tired," he won't go to sleep without more whining and bawling. And he wakes up every night at 2 a.m. saying...strike that...WHINING... that he wants to go to bed with us and he wants a drink and he wants to eat and he wants to play.
And if he wants to drive me to drink or up a wall or off a cliff, well, he's doing a fine job of it.
I finally called the pediatrician's office today and talked to a nurse who did her best not to laugh in my ear as she tried gently to remind me that, LADY you have a 2-year-old who's acting like a 2-year-old.
Maybe, but he's not acting like MY 2-year-old.
We've discussed the possibilities that he may have an ear infection or be a little stressed out about the potty training (God knows I am). Or there could be, she said, some other reason why he's not acting himself. Strep throat. Constipation. Maybe his clothes are scratchy. That last one was my suggestion, just to join in her fun little diagnosis game.
So I broke down and scheduled him with the staff doc tomorrow, so they can take his temp and look in his throat and conclude that it's all in my head. Maybe that explains my throbbing temples and the aching, clenched jaw.
Within a 24-hour period, my 35-month-old, cherubic son went from happy, easy-going and delightful to mean, nasty, whiny and pretty much insufferable. And it lasted all freaking weekend.
We tell him to do something. He does the exact opposite.
We talk to him, he sasses back.
We ask him if he wants to eat, he whines "NOOOOOOOOOO" so we take the food away, and he breaks down into a wailing, kicking, screaming fit, saying "I wannnnnnaaaaaa eat."
We ask him if he needs to go potty. He says no. One minute later he says, "I'm wet."
In the midst of all this, he stomps around the house like elephants on parade, yelling and throwing toys and hitting people -- mostly me -- and trying to kick the dog.
Despite the fact that he makes a big production of sighing and saying, "I'm tired," he won't go to sleep without more whining and bawling. And he wakes up every night at 2 a.m. saying...strike that...WHINING... that he wants to go to bed with us and he wants a drink and he wants to eat and he wants to play.
And if he wants to drive me to drink or up a wall or off a cliff, well, he's doing a fine job of it.
I finally called the pediatrician's office today and talked to a nurse who did her best not to laugh in my ear as she tried gently to remind me that, LADY you have a 2-year-old who's acting like a 2-year-old.
Maybe, but he's not acting like MY 2-year-old.
We've discussed the possibilities that he may have an ear infection or be a little stressed out about the potty training (God knows I am). Or there could be, she said, some other reason why he's not acting himself. Strep throat. Constipation. Maybe his clothes are scratchy. That last one was my suggestion, just to join in her fun little diagnosis game.
So I broke down and scheduled him with the staff doc tomorrow, so they can take his temp and look in his throat and conclude that it's all in my head. Maybe that explains my throbbing temples and the aching, clenched jaw.
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I remember one babysitting job where AS SOON AS Mom left, this baby girl (between 8 months and a year I believe) started to SCREAM. And did not stop for one minute until Mom got back. THREE SOLID HOURS of screaming. Oh my god. I could barely handle that. Clearly I am not ready for a kid of my own. :)