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When DS has a reasonable amount of freedom and independence he is far more likely to follow the rules. Very clear consequences help too. If he doesn't want to sit in his booster seat he can sit in a regular seat .... but he has to sit on his bum and wait to be excused. If not, back in the booster seat he goes. A couple of times back in the booster and he knows what he has to do to get what he wants.
See, I'm just wondering, how do you actually enforce this? Will your DS allow himself to be moved to the booster? Will he stay in the booster once you've put him there? Because with my DS this scenario would involve, A) climbing from the regular seat repeatedly onto the table, trying to knock food over, certainly NOT eating, or B) us spending 5 minutes, over and over again, repeatedly trying to strap him into his high chair. And I do say "trying" because dang, my kid is strong, and he is a physical fighter. We tried the booster seat, but again, he won't stay there. And when we try to strap him in, he'll flail about and kick to the point that it isn't safe. So we've had to keep the high chair around. Although we don't really eat at the table anymore, because it's a lost cause. If he's not throwing a huge fit, he at the very least refuses to eat while he's sitting. We've done it for the just the routine aspect, but he just screams and whines the whole 10-20 minutes, and after a whole day of screaming and whining, I just want to eat my darn food, wherever that may be.
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- Do you have someone to help out with bathtime so that you can take a break and re-energize? It is absolutely exhausting to feel like you are battling all day long. DH has always been the one to give our kids baths and I take the time to just catch my breath, pick up toys and whatnot.
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DH pretty severely injured his back in January, and is only now able to occasionally pick DS up, or occasionally help with chores. He's happy to read with DS in the evenings, or watch TV, or sit on the floor at the play kitchen. But he can't do anything really that involves his back. Bathtime is up to me. I try to go out for a while each day, but I dread coming home. It's always back to a messy house, and the inevitable bedtime battles, which are the worst part of my day.
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(((hugs))) Oh, that sounds frustrating.Here's a few ideas off the top of my head:
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- I'm not sure how old your lo is, but have you tried giving him choices? "Do you want to draw or play with play do?", "Red socks or blue?" If he doesn't make the choice than you just make it for him and move on. No big deal (to you at least).
-Try not to say no, just redirect him to another activity or say yes, but not right now or if at all possible just say yes and give him what he wants.Â
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When I give him choices, like "draw, or read?" He doesn't want to do either. Ever. Either he'll come up with his own idea, and I'll go with it if it doesn't involve destroying something. OR he scowls, and he'll just stand there. Sometimes he'll scowl for a minute before he turns around and pouts. This is if I offer choices as a simple, "what to do?" and not as a redirection. I can offer dozens of choices, and it's never a go. Or I can say, "fine, mommy is going to go and clean until you want to play." And then he'll throw a fit. If I'm interrupting bad behavior (like drawing on the wall, as an example), and I say, "Let's draw on the easel instead, or we can go read a book," he will lunge at the wall and furiously scribble as quickly as possible before I can physically take the pens away. The kid has an incredible grip. And then he'll scream about it for 20 minutes. This is where I'm getting really frustrated, because I see "redirection, redirection" over and over again. But it NEVER works. It's like, to MY toddler, it's just a laughable attempt on my part. And I want to say yes. I've let him destroy a lot of things, because I had been saying no all day. But I can't have him destroying MY books, I can't have him drawing on the walls. I can't have him playing with the scissors on my sewing table. I can't have him playing with outlets. He plays with things all day that he really probably shouldn't, which leaves me feeling exasperated, but I try to say yes as much as I can. I just feel like every time I say yes, I'm saying yes to something I should really say no to, only because it will be another battle if I try to redirect him to something he can do.
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And the other thing that helps? Having the grownups outnumber the kids... lol. Any way you can arrange that? Or have some (non-clicky-teethy) friends come over and keep you company while you are housebound?
I wish!! I'm only good friends with one other SAHM. The non-moms I knew sort of dropped me one by one after I had kids. I wasn't interesting enough anymore, I guess. To much talking about the state of my house, and not enough about the state of the world. Phone calls stopped getting returned, and eventually, I just stopped trying. No one wants to go and hang out with a toddler and a mom when they can be doing things that are "actually fun."
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Also, are there any safe ways for him to get out some physical energy... places he can run around, throw rocks, and hit sticks on the ground? Or maybe wrestling you guys can do (or someone else can do with him), or play a push game or a no game, or a you're the boss game? "Yes to anything for the next ten minutes as long as it doesn't result in death for one of us" game? :)
All of the places that normal kids would play, and expel energy, are totally off limits to us. We have a big, fenced backyard. And in this yard we have plenty of grass, chickens he can feed, and several unused garden beds where he could play to his heart's content in the dirt. But he doesn't want to run around on the grass, or play in the dirt. He wants to pull up planted things in the garden, play with the BBQ, play with the mower, or play in the woodpile. The garden isn't dangerous, but I would really like to have a few veggies this year. The BBQ, the mower, and woodpile? All dangerous. And again, I try to redirect him. "Let's go play in the dirt!" "Let's go pull up some grass and feed it to the chickens!" "Let's play tag or run around the tree!" Completely. Not. Interested. He just throws a huge fit, over and over, until I finally drag him inside and let him fit there, because at least then my neighbors can't hear him too. It's like any attempts I make at redirection completely backfire. He is just extremely focused on doing what I don't want him to do. In any situation, be it new, or familiar, he'll sort of float around until he finds the thing that he can't do, and then he'll focus on that. I've tried playing games with him, but I think he's still a little young maybe? He just seems confused when I try.
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Sometimes it means I just... say... yes... and let her make a mess. Or do the thing I don't think she can do, only to discover that she can do it. Like crack a dozen eggs....whoa that was hard for me to do, as I grew up with "don't waste food" ingrained in my skull. But they are the same price as a dollar store toy, more exciting, and now that she gets them all in the bowl, we just have very calcium-rich omelets for lunch sometimes.....Â
This was what triggered it this morning. The eggs. Every morning it's the same damn thing. What do you want? "Eggs." Are you going to eat them? "Yes." So I'll let him take each egg out of the container, but when I put the container back -- tantrum. And ours are not dollar store priced... Until our girls start laying in a couple months, these eggs run us about .50 a pop. So I try to redirect, "do you want to stir the eggs? "Yes." So I let him stir the eggs for a minute while I get the pan ready. I even let my two year old dump the stirred eggs into the hot pan. But as soon as I try to cook the eggs, huge fit. I explain that the pan is hot, that it could hurt him, can he go
and take his chair to his table, and the eggs will be ready in a minute, or can he take the egg container to the sink... No, of course not. At this point he will focus, focus, focus on getting at those eggs. So I have to take my screaming, kicking toddler to another room. At this point (like this morning) the eggs burn. Just trying to do very basic tasks, like making quick eggs, is nearly impossible. I did manage to make a second batch of eggs, after many tears, and then he didn't want to eat them. If I only make one egg, he'll wolf it down and demand more, starting the whole hellish process all over again. But if I make two, then he won't touch them. It's like he magically knows that he's wasting more food.
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I just feel like my whole day, from wake up, to slepp, is one huge battle to constantly outsmart and outwit my toddler. It's exhausting. He is so exceedingly smart -- I am proud of him for this. But I spend every minute of my day trying to stay one step ahead, trying to anticipate the next disaster, trying to head things off so that it doesn't get completely out of control.
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