April 28, 2004
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Ahhhh...Poop...Continued..
Emily has been a terror today. A terror. Yelling, screaming, demanding, kicking, hitting. My cute, sweet little Emily has turned into the spawn of satan....She is completely out of control, and I'm just not sure why. So here is how my afternoon has gone.
At one, I told her it was time for her nap. Now, naps to her arn't what they used to be. Naps are about an hour..hour and a half of her staying on her bed, or in her room reading books, playing with toys..and hopfully falling asleep.
But today, we both feel into the old pattern..where she gets out of bed time and again..over and over..for one excuse after another..blah, blah. And I feel into the 'I'm not going to let her one up me' pattern..and started taking stuff away..books, toys..etc. Which in turn really pissed her off..and it goes on and on from there. But there were some good things about it all. First, my friend came and took James, so that I could deal with Emily better. And I was able to focus all my attention on being as consistent as possible with her. Everytime she came out of her room ( in a different damn outfit no less..) ...oh wait..damn it..here she comes again. Oy..
Grrrr...still going, and going and going...good thing I have stamina..lol
Anyway, evertime she comes out of her room, I calmly take her back in, tell her I'm sorry, but she needs to rest for a half an hour..until I come and get her. And over, and over this just keeps happening. Someday I'm sure I'll admire her for her determination..but right now..well, right now it's just kind of funny. She threw a wopper a little while ago, because I told her I'd take one of her (many) blankets away if she got out of bed again. She did. .( I can see you're shocked..). So the blanket went in my room. She she started screaming yelling 'get of of my wwwwwwaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy!' And growling. Serioulsy..she was growling. It was so damn funny. It was one of the hardest things I've done, to not just bust up laughing. When she saw me cracking a smile, she...crap..again. Okay..I'm back..lol..this is so crazy..When she saw me cracking a smile, she told me she didn't like that face..( I get that a lot..lol) And I told her I didn't like her acting like that, either..blah, blah...
Here she is again..I'll give her one thing, she's stubborn.
Deep breath in......deep breath out...
Anyway..so the interesting thing about all of this, is how calm I've been. How centered about it all. Instead of getting all worked up and yelling, I'm trying to stay as completely passive as possible..let her know the rules..consequences, actions, etc. It's a nice feeling..to be able to keep calm..and to see the humor in it. ( I think it's funny...she doesn't..
) She really is a lot of fun..she really is great. And I know she's testing her boundries. That's okay. What I'm truly scared about is how it's going to be when she's a teenager. Yikes.
So, other than that..( like there was time for anything eles..) My day has been great. The sun is out..it's beautiful here, and I'm smiling...
Deep breath in...deep breath out...
P.S. By the time I was through proof reading this and spell checking, she was staying in bed. It's almost 5. Wow. Now we're both tierd..
Comments (11)
My Michelle was a stubborn one. Oh man did she give me fits when she was two. She just would not quit. She'd scream and scream and still go back for more. Now though, she's great. She is a kid that stands up for herself and what she believes in. I think part of it is the stubbornness (that, and it runs very deep in my family). It's tough going, good for you to keep your temper down. I'm not so good at that.
I would have laughed and blew the whole thing.............................
hmm....between the poop and the attitude, i think i would have been "steamin' mad, red faced dad"...because, well, i have been in that same situation with my son...er...minus the poop that is.
ok, i have had my own poopy episodes, but no poop in swim suits (yes, i realized i'm lumping two entrys worth of comments in one here...just bare with me), and let me tell you...one poopy day is more than enough to make you BEG for the day they turn 18...alright, that's not true...but it does cross your mind =)
Emily is such a sweetie! just look at that picuture of her! are you sure you are talking about the same kid? hmm.... kidding of course! it's very good that you stuck to your guns with her, and it's also very good that you could step back and realized that she is in fact just testing her bounds. with me, if my boy realizes for a second that he can "get away" with something...then it's so totaly ON. he turns into a scheemer...you can see it in his eyes. so good for you! and we (with kids anyway) all know how tough it is to not just give in and take the easy way out.
wow...this is really wordy. maybe i should go work on my own blog instead of turning your comment area into mine...lol.
have a great day sweetie!
Praised be the mothers of the world who love and admire their children, find the good humor to laugh at them, and cherish every moment together, even effortlessly while fighting with them.
You amaze me, Lavender.
If you ever find yourself traveling back in time to the early 1980s, I could use adopting...
She looks like a holy terror too. Those big beautiful eyes and charming rosy cheeks do not fool me. I am a mother too!
When Gwen acts like that I can't help it. I always bust out laughing at her.
Luckily that seems to clam the situation down and then she will listen. 
May the gods bless you with the stamina to keep up with your children. 
Merry Part and Blessed Be
Ummmm.... yelling, kicking, screaming, demanding? Some of us never outgrow it. We just aim it at the morning commute. Kicking can come in reall handy on the bus.
I hated naps when I was a kid. God, I was an idiot! What I wouldn't give for a regular afternoon nap time now. But that's the cruelty of life. We really don't appreciate these things until we are old enough.
gee we must be living parallel lives, my sweet gently emma has been a pill today, and has refused to go down for the night. so I feel your pain.... though mine was not as trying as yours....
good work though on holding the line
I'll need pointers in a couple of years when I get there 
I gave up on nap times a long time ago. I'm impressed with your persistence.
Oh yeah, the old wake-up-to-poop morning. Been there! Good for you for staying the course with her thru the day. She looks just like you, btw.
Peace
OMG she is the cutest little girl! How could you be mad at that face!!! Something tells me she is a bit like you, in the stubborn department. It’s great that you have kept so calm and not exploded. Sometimes I think kids try to push our buttons, to see how far they can go to get us to explode. Good on you for not giving in to that… and tell me, couldn’t you just see parts of yourself or your mate when she was pissed? Like facial expressions and things said… lol… I think its time Mom took a nap too… *heads for the next post…
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