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Sometimes life is good. It's so good that we can't help but think it's all too good to be true and in the back of our minds we're waiting for the other shoe to drop.
This is irrational thinking most of the time. Because most of the time life is good and that's the way it will continue to be, believe it or not.
Then again, sometimes our neurotic selves that think things are too good to be true get rewarded with the exact thing we've been fearing all along. That yes, things were too good to be true. And bam goes the other shoe.
One day our daughter was a sweet little angel who actually asked to go to bed when she got tired, and who skipped to the sink when it was time to brush her teeth. Now, our daughter is the reincarnation of the Linda Blair character in The Exorcist, falling just a hair short of spinning her head around in a 360 degree angle and projectile vomiting mucousy green bile.
I hate to say it because I do love her, and 79% of the time she is still really sweet, but the other 21% I really do think she's been possessed by the devil. A few posts ago I spoke of her bedtime woes and no, they have not gotten better. The only relief is that we've purchased some child locks for the door knob in her room, so at least now we can contain the beast in her own lair.
But, it's not just bedtime. It's naptime, and post-naptime, and many points in between. A lot of crying. A lot of screaming. A lot of I want blah blah, then 10 seconds later saying I want the opposite of blah blah.
We are still scratching our heads. She is 2 years and 5 months old. I know about the terrible twos. If you've been through them, please tell me it's going to pass, and soon, please tell me soon. And if you haven't been through them yet, by all means, brace yourself.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
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I have so been there. Unfortunately, and I only say this as a warning, I've discovered that as bad at the two's can be, three was worse for use (especially with my boys). When I began complaining about it, just about every mom said, "Haven't you heard? Three is worse than two!" I do believe that's something they should warn you about--way back before you conceive. Just to get you psyched up and all.
Good luck!
Shauna,
I've heard this terrifying fact, too. I only hope that because my terrible is a girl and not a boy, that she will turn back into an angel at three instead of grow more and more evil.
Although, my husband asked my Mom yesterday when they become sweet again and she said, without missing a beat, "when they're 18, if you're lucky." Nice.
Uggggggghhhh. As the mom of a 14 month old, I so do not look forward to those days. But I do expect them.
We're starting to see glimpses of the terrible twos already, at 16 months. Lots of foot-stomping and pouty bottom lip-pushing. The kid's adorable, but I'm already worn out and more than a little scared, especially when I read posts like this.
So, thanks for that.
Oh, my, this sounds bad. We went through a bad patch with our 14-month old, because she figured out for herself that she likes outside better and wants to go outside all the time, even when I'm on bed rest and Dad is cooking dinner. Lots of screaming and crying.
My older daughter is my step-daughter, so I don't know anything between 14 months and 6 years. I'll try to prepare for 2 and 3.
Oh, yeah. E was an awesome 2-yr-old, totally rational, mature thinker, etc. We were all patting ourselves on the back for being so awesome, and then about a month ago, we got our terrible 2-yr-old, even though she will be 3 in a month.
Oh yes.And mine got better, much better, and was sweet as pie again by two and a half-ish--but we did have bedtime wars too, at almost the exact same age. They got better, even through the big girl bed transition.
And I hate to warn you because I HATED hearing this when mine was two, but three? So way worse. The beginning part of three was fine, but now?? Especially with sibling issues and sleep problems thrown in? KILL ME NOW. She's lucky she's cute and enormously funny and endearing when she's not being a defiant little shit.
Is she getting molars? Mine was when she stopped sleeping and got mean -- ibuprofen helped.
I believe that kiddos who are "terrible" at two make amazing teenagers. But what do I know.
good luck
we found the three's worse than the two's.
then again, we have boys.
i can't imagine this will go on too long for your sunny girl.
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Sometimes life is good. It's so good that we can't help but think it's all too good to be true and in the back of our minds we're waiting for the other shoe to drop.
This is irrational thinking most of the time. Because most of the time life is good and that's the way it will continue to be, believe it or not.
Then again, sometimes our neurotic selves that think things are too good to be true get rewarded with the exact thing we've been fearing all along. That yes, things were too good to be true. And bam goes the other shoe.
One day our daughter was a sweet little angel who actually asked to go to bed when she got tired, and who skipped to the sink when it was time to brush her teeth. Now, our daughter is the reincarnation of the Linda Blair character in The Exorcist, falling just a hair short of spinning her head around in a 360 degree angle and projectile vomiting mucousy green bile.
I hate to say it because I do love her, and 79% of the time she is still really sweet, but the other 21% I really do think she's been possessed by the devil. A few posts ago I spoke of her bedtime woes and no, they have not gotten better. The only relief is that we've purchased some child locks for the door knob in her room, so at least now we can contain the beast in her own lair.
But, it's not just bedtime. It's naptime, and post-naptime, and many points in between. A lot of crying. A lot of screaming. A lot of I want blah blah, then 10 seconds later saying I want the opposite of blah blah.
We are still scratching our heads. She is 2 years and 5 months old. I know about the terrible twos. If you've been through them, please tell me it's going to pass, and soon, please tell me soon. And if you haven't been through them yet, by all means, brace yourself.
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This is irrational thinking most of the time. Because most of the time life is good and that's the way it will continue to be, believe it or not.
Then again, sometimes our neurotic selves that think things are too good to be true get rewarded with the exact thing we've been fearing all along. That yes, things were too good to be true. And bam goes the other shoe.
One day our daughter was a sweet little angel who actually asked to go to bed when she got tired, and who skipped to the sink when it was time to brush her teeth. Now, our daughter is the reincarnation of the Linda Blair character in The Exorcist, falling just a hair short of spinning her head around in a 360 degree angle and projectile vomiting mucousy green bile.
I hate to say it because I do love her, and 79% of the time she is still really sweet, but the other 21% I really do think she's been possessed by the devil. A few posts ago I spoke of her bedtime woes and no, they have not gotten better. The only relief is that we've purchased some child locks for the door knob in her room, so at least now we can contain the beast in her own lair.
But, it's not just bedtime. It's naptime, and post-naptime, and many points in between. A lot of crying. A lot of screaming. A lot of I want blah blah, then 10 seconds later saying I want the opposite of blah blah.
We are still scratching our heads. She is 2 years and 5 months old. I know about the terrible twos. If you've been through them, please tell me it's going to pass, and soon, please tell me soon. And if you haven't been through them yet, by all means, brace yourself.