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post #1 of 11
9/13/06 at 12:37am
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Freaking out about EVERY. LITTLE. THING. Seriously, who took my child?? He was so even-tempered. Good-natured. Now it's like these huge emotions are just pouring through him and he doesn't know what to do. Poor guy. He broke down in huge crocodile tears after pre-school because we left an extra t-shirt there. (This is a kid who couldn't care less about clothes.) This is normal, right? Everything is a struggle. Getting dressed. Eating meals. Getting in the car. Getting in the carseat. Taking a bath.

I'm trying to load him up with love and patience, but DH worked last night and is working tonight, too, and my reserves are waning. I'm really just looking to vent (and a little empathy wouldn't hurt!!).
thanks,
Erin

edited b/c it's "these" not "this"!
post #2 of 11
9/13/06 at 12:40am

Ummm . . . I thought I copied you on the memo . .

3 is REALLY REALLY HARD!

Thought you escaped "terrible twos" I bet, huh? Psyche. 3 is so difficult -- well, its what brought me to what's called on these boards "Gentle Discipline". Read some books for info if you need - if you already have the info -- re-read the books for strength, if nothing else! And the knowledge that this too will pass . . . . and 4 is soooo sweet.
post #3 of 11
9/13/06 at 1:25am
My son was also easy at 2, and much more difficult at 3(although he's still a good kid most of the time anyway)
I hope your right about 4
post #4 of 11
9/13/06 at 1:26am
terrible threes?
post #5 of 11
9/13/06 at 2:33am
My DD is going through the same thing. She'll have great days some days - sweetness and light. Then some days, she is Drama Queen Of The Universe, complete with throwing herself on the floor while wailing and squeezing out whatever tears she can muster. Tonight, it was what underpants she'd wear to bed - it got so bad I finally just put her in PJs with no underpants! Seriously, it seems like the most trivial things will set her off. I try to remember the fits are usually about things she's trying to control, and I work with that. Sometimes.

And she's so verbal, and too bright for my own good, that it's hard to remember she is just 3 and sometimes my attempts at logic just go right over her head. My mantra is often "this too shall pass".

Hang in there!
post #6 of 11
9/13/06 at 2:43am
oiji
post #7 of 11
9/13/06 at 10:14am
My DS was like this at 1.
and 2.
and 3.
and also, now, 4.


the draaaaaaaamarama in this house is epic. he's like a little laurence olivier.
post #8 of 11
9/13/06 at 11:36am
Do a search on 3's and you will the see craziness. It seems to only last 6 mos though...3 1/2 is awesome!!!!
post #9 of 11
9/13/06 at 2:45pm
Quote:
Originally Posted by TripMom
3 is REALLY REALLY HARD!

Thought you escaped "terrible twos" I bet, huh? Psyche. 3 is so difficult -- well, its what brought me to what's called on these boards "Gentle Discipline". Read some books for info if you need - if you already have the info -- re-read the books for strength, if nothing else! And the knowledge that this too will pass . . . . and 4 is soooo sweet.
DS is a young 3 so it's going to be a long year. *Sigh* I thought 2s were bad but 3s are going to put me over the edge! :
post #10 of 11
9/13/06 at 6:27pm
The Happiest Toddler on the Block says the Terrible Twos actually happen twice-- at 18 months and right around the thrid birthday. Congratulations! Your child is hitting a developmental milestone right on time!!! Mine, too.
post #11 of 11
9/13/06 at 7:40pm
I want to hear more about this letting up at 3.5 (only 2 more months to go for us, then)!!!
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