I'm so very upset about what happened today. I'm posting for support, and some good advice on what I could/should have done...
We go to a music class at a local rec centre.There is a rather large playground right outside, fully enclosed and gated, and we often visit it after class. Because we drive to this class, I don't have my stroller and I'm carrying DS (sometimes I bring my sling, but today I didn't).
We'd been there for about 30 minutes and it was time to get going. I gave DD her five minute countdown, something we've been doing since she was 18 mos old. When it was time to go, she said she didn't want to go. I tried the usual calm approach, explained that her Deda (grandpa) was coming and we had to get home. No deal. She refuses to come with me.
Meanwhile, DS is ready for a nap, and very fussy, wriggly, and screeching. He's over 20 lbs and alot to carry, along with a diaper bag...Normally I would have picked DD up, but I had absolutely nowhere to put DS down, and even if I did I could not have carried both of them to the car. The car was too far away for me to put him in there and come back and get her.
DD walks to the other end of the playground and sits down. I follow her and again try to explain we need to go, being positive, etc...still no deal. She starts screeching "noooo! I don't want to go!!". Now I'm starting to get angry. I've never been in this situation before, and I have no idea what to do next.
So I"m stuck there wondering what the hell I'm going to do. I'm getting angrier, feeling watched by all the '1-2-3-you're-in-trouble" nannies in the corner, feeling that my almost-3 year old is calling the shots here and I'm rapidly losing control of myself. I don't know what to do. I think maybe I should just wait it out until she's ready to go, but that just feels wrong. She's not in charge, I am.
And then words start coming out of my mouth that I hate. "I'm not impressed!", "You are making me so angry." "Everybody is waiting for us at home", "You need to come with me NOW", etc. And while I'm saying these words I'm hating them, hating myself for being such a failure that I can't figure out how to get her to come without scolding. This is not the sort of parent I want to be.
Finally, I decide I'm tired of negotiating. I tell her I'm not discussing it anymore, that I'm goign to walk over to the gate and wait for her there. It's a fair distance, and when I turn around at the gate, my view of her is blocked by the big slide. Part of me thinks "good, maybe she'll come looking for me" but I'm very much against using fear of abandonment as a motivator, so I move to where she can see me. I can't hear her, but I realize from her body language that she is crying hard. I feel like shit. She thinks I disappeared. So I go back to her, thinking all the while that the other parents are probably thinking I'm a sucker by now.....I ask her if she is scared that I was leaving. I tell her I would never leave her, ever, that I was just going to wait at the gate. Now she seems willing to come, she follows me, then halfway there she turns around and starts going off to some other thing.
I lost it. And I did something I feel totally rotten about. I walked over to her and yanked her beloved "train book" out of her hands, then her "baby jaguar" and said something like "you want them? come to the car!". I basically took them hostage.
The train book is a lovey, a security item she carries everywhere, sleeps with...you know...it's her special toy. And not only did I grab, something I always tell her we shouldn't do, but I took her precious thing away. So of course she lost it and followed me all the way bawling her little heart out. And I hated myself even more, all the while thinking "why did this have to be the one thing that I thought of that worked? I suck!!!".
I hate myself. I cried all the way home. I'm crying again now. Oh yes, I can say "in the future,..", like "in the future" I will bring a stroller with me to put DS in while I carry her to the car, etc....but the point is sometimes things happen like this that are unexpected and I need to figure out a better way of dealing with this. As someone recently posted on another thread, when I found myself out of ideas and over my head, I resorted back to my childhood experiences. My mother is a fabulous woman but she has one hell of a temper and fear was our primary motivator. I don't want to scold my child into behaving. And that is all I could think of to do. I felt ineffective, helpless, and I spoke to my child in ways I hate...
Any support and suggestions would be much appreciated.
We go to a music class at a local rec centre.There is a rather large playground right outside, fully enclosed and gated, and we often visit it after class. Because we drive to this class, I don't have my stroller and I'm carrying DS (sometimes I bring my sling, but today I didn't).
We'd been there for about 30 minutes and it was time to get going. I gave DD her five minute countdown, something we've been doing since she was 18 mos old. When it was time to go, she said she didn't want to go. I tried the usual calm approach, explained that her Deda (grandpa) was coming and we had to get home. No deal. She refuses to come with me.
Meanwhile, DS is ready for a nap, and very fussy, wriggly, and screeching. He's over 20 lbs and alot to carry, along with a diaper bag...Normally I would have picked DD up, but I had absolutely nowhere to put DS down, and even if I did I could not have carried both of them to the car. The car was too far away for me to put him in there and come back and get her.
DD walks to the other end of the playground and sits down. I follow her and again try to explain we need to go, being positive, etc...still no deal. She starts screeching "noooo! I don't want to go!!". Now I'm starting to get angry. I've never been in this situation before, and I have no idea what to do next.
So I"m stuck there wondering what the hell I'm going to do. I'm getting angrier, feeling watched by all the '1-2-3-you're-in-trouble" nannies in the corner, feeling that my almost-3 year old is calling the shots here and I'm rapidly losing control of myself. I don't know what to do. I think maybe I should just wait it out until she's ready to go, but that just feels wrong. She's not in charge, I am.
And then words start coming out of my mouth that I hate. "I'm not impressed!", "You are making me so angry." "Everybody is waiting for us at home", "You need to come with me NOW", etc. And while I'm saying these words I'm hating them, hating myself for being such a failure that I can't figure out how to get her to come without scolding. This is not the sort of parent I want to be.
Finally, I decide I'm tired of negotiating. I tell her I'm not discussing it anymore, that I'm goign to walk over to the gate and wait for her there. It's a fair distance, and when I turn around at the gate, my view of her is blocked by the big slide. Part of me thinks "good, maybe she'll come looking for me" but I'm very much against using fear of abandonment as a motivator, so I move to where she can see me. I can't hear her, but I realize from her body language that she is crying hard. I feel like shit. She thinks I disappeared. So I go back to her, thinking all the while that the other parents are probably thinking I'm a sucker by now.....I ask her if she is scared that I was leaving. I tell her I would never leave her, ever, that I was just going to wait at the gate. Now she seems willing to come, she follows me, then halfway there she turns around and starts going off to some other thing.
I lost it. And I did something I feel totally rotten about. I walked over to her and yanked her beloved "train book" out of her hands, then her "baby jaguar" and said something like "you want them? come to the car!". I basically took them hostage.
The train book is a lovey, a security item she carries everywhere, sleeps with...you know...it's her special toy. And not only did I grab, something I always tell her we shouldn't do, but I took her precious thing away. So of course she lost it and followed me all the way bawling her little heart out. And I hated myself even more, all the while thinking "why did this have to be the one thing that I thought of that worked? I suck!!!".I hate myself. I cried all the way home. I'm crying again now. Oh yes, I can say "in the future,..", like "in the future" I will bring a stroller with me to put DS in while I carry her to the car, etc....but the point is sometimes things happen like this that are unexpected and I need to figure out a better way of dealing with this. As someone recently posted on another thread, when I found myself out of ideas and over my head, I resorted back to my childhood experiences. My mother is a fabulous woman but she has one hell of a temper and fear was our primary motivator. I don't want to scold my child into behaving. And that is all I could think of to do. I felt ineffective, helpless, and I spoke to my child in ways I hate...
Any support and suggestions would be much appreciated.


















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And my DH pointed out that today DD had basically no input into our schedule. Usually we go for walks and she gets to decide where to go in the neighbourhood, and we generally stay at places until I can see she is ready to go...so maybe this was about her trying to exert some control in her day. I also realized that since I didn't have the ability to just pick her up, I panicked a bit, felt robbed of some "power" and perhaps engaged in a power struggle mentality too readily.
