I will try not to sound like I am complaining. I lost a son (stillbirth) in 2006, and cant show enough gratitude that I was actually able to become a mother, but.......... I have a 20 month old that is driving me insane. I call him my God of Mischief. He is into everything and redirecting doesn't seem to work. His idea of toys and mine are conflicted. I think I know what the issue is, he has an older brother who is 3 and very possesive of the toys. I have tried everything I can think of to resolve this, and keep peace. I think I have a handle on it, but Simon is still not playing with the safe things. Ok so that is problem number one. Problem number 2 is, he is a climber. He recently fell so hard that he bit a hole in his tongue. I have a household to run and cant seem to keep him from hurting himself. My house is child proofed, but also lived in. I cant very well have a furniture, refridgerater, toilet, woodstove, free house, and not to mention all the other emnities that make our home as such.
I am absolutely against any negatively physical intervention, but I was so tempted to slap his hand the other day, when I had to duct tape the woodstove closed, because he wouldn't stop opening it and pulling the ashes out.
Tell me this to shall pass I am starting to feel very overwhelmed and I dont want my boys to feel the affects of my inability to cope.
I am absolutely against any negatively physical intervention, but I was so tempted to slap his hand the other day, when I had to duct tape the woodstove closed, because he wouldn't stop opening it and pulling the ashes out.
Tell me this to shall pass I am starting to feel very overwhelmed and I dont want my boys to feel the affects of my inability to cope.







Seriously, it sounds just like her...


