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I thought I’d update last week’s post with our journey to the farmers’ market this week. I planned ahead and even told Dessa our trip to the market included a nap. I’m happy to say it was a roaring success! I have had kettle corn to prove it. I almost didn’t want to leave it was all going so well but plans with family had us on our way.
I also wanted to share a few thoughts on how I view tantrums. It can be really, really easy to feel exhausted, defeated, challenged, at your wit’s end, head butted, frustrated, or even like you’re talking to the wall when you and your little one tackle a tantrum. In the moment of a tantrum there’s nothing else to say besides, “It sucks.” Lately, though, I’ve been trying to be a little brighter in the midst of those challenging moments.
Last week I share some observations about tantrums and what feels like as a parent during one. This week, I’m sharing with you my perspective on them and how I get through them.
-My daughter is amazingly well behaved in public (aside, of course, from our trip to the market). When it’s just the family, however, she is quick to act out. Given the options, I’d much rather she be an angel in public and, ahem, fiesty with me and my husband.
-I try to remind myself that the fight in her is a facet of her personality - strong willed, independent, determined. As parents we’re very proactive in encouraging all those traits so I guess we’ve only got ourselves to blame.
-Like I mentioned before I check to see what role I’ve played in everything. Food or sleep, anyone?
-This is one that really hit home for me. I read somewhere that children are more likely to act out/throw tantrums with their parents because they trust them. They aren’t going to be as likely to test their boundaries with someone they don’t trust. I keep this in mind and try to remember to feel somewhat honored to have my daughter’s trust. She’s using her interactions with me to determine her own place in the world.
-Whenever I feel like I’ve lost all patience, I remind myself that how I behave during one of her tantrums is going to affect her own relationships. Every interaction, I believe, is a memory of some sort that can manifest itself in her life at some point. I want to give her good examples to hold onto.
-I remind myself that this is just a phase. One day we’ll sit on the beach together as adults and chat as women, as friends. The terrible twos will only be a distant memory. It seems like everything now but it’s really just a speck in our lives.
Do you have your own tantrum wisdom that helps you get by? I’d love to learn about it; feel free to share!
~Carla~