I am losing at parenting my 21-mo-old son.
We recently added a new member to our family (Raina is six weeks old tomorrow), and over the past week or so, my older son's behaviour has been aggravating, to say the least. He's not misbehaving by any means, but he's just so whiny and needy and moody that I'm losing my mind!
Lynden wakes up whining (we co-sleep). If his morning nursing gets interrupted by Raina (which it often does - no matter how I feel for Lynden, the baby can't wait), the whining escalates to either full-out crying, or a tantrum. If I try to comfort him in any way other than nursing, he flips out. When he flips out, he REALLY flips out - flinging himself around, hitting, kicking the floor - and he won't let anyone touch him, talk to him, or otherwise try to comfort him.
When this behaviour first appeared about a week ago, I took it as a sign that the new baby and all the comotion in our lives over the past month have finally caught up with him. I've been making sure to spend extra time with him, get down on the floor playing with him, give him lots of cuddles, read him books, tickle & roughouse, sing songs, and otherwise let him know that I love him. The problem is, Raina has needs too, and often her needs (hunger, for one) can't be put on hold. When our time is interrupted by Raina's crying & nursing, Lynden gets understandably upset. The whining starts. Nothing but nursing will stop the whining, and often I can't nurse him when he wants it, for various reasons.
Each day over the past week, the whining has gotten worse. The crying has gotten worse. The demands to nurse have become more frequent and more insistent. The tantrums are becoming more frequent. And, basically, I'm starting to lose it. I'm sleep deprived, my life has been a whirl-wind lately, for weeks I haven't been able to accomplish anything other than nursing my children. I'm at the end of my rope, and I just can't deal with Lynden's behaviour.
So... I yell. I walk out of the room. I tell him to stop. I push him away from me when he starts grabbing at my shirt. I move him off my lap when he won't accept a hug because all he wants is nursing. And I feel so guilty about it! I feel horrible for not wanting my son around. I try to parent in a gentle, loving way, but the moment he rejects what I'm offering (a hug, a song, a cuddle, etc) I lose my grip and feel myself starting to push him away.
I can't tell you how touched-out I am these days, between nursing both my babies & wearing Raina in the wrap when she's not nursing (she won't sleep laying down) and connecting physically with Lynden when he's in a decent enough mood to allow it. I'm exhausted, I'm worn out, and truth be told I'm feeling a little depressed. But none of these excuse my poor parenting choices.
I guess what I'm looking for in making this post is some advice on getting out of the rut I'm in - moving beyond being frustrated with my son to a place where I can deal with his behaviour more level-headedly and connect with him better. In my head and in my heart, I know he's been dealing with a lot of new things lately & at a young age, and I feel so bad for him. I want to be able to help him through it without losing my cool & making the situation worse.
We recently added a new member to our family (Raina is six weeks old tomorrow), and over the past week or so, my older son's behaviour has been aggravating, to say the least. He's not misbehaving by any means, but he's just so whiny and needy and moody that I'm losing my mind!
Lynden wakes up whining (we co-sleep). If his morning nursing gets interrupted by Raina (which it often does - no matter how I feel for Lynden, the baby can't wait), the whining escalates to either full-out crying, or a tantrum. If I try to comfort him in any way other than nursing, he flips out. When he flips out, he REALLY flips out - flinging himself around, hitting, kicking the floor - and he won't let anyone touch him, talk to him, or otherwise try to comfort him.
When this behaviour first appeared about a week ago, I took it as a sign that the new baby and all the comotion in our lives over the past month have finally caught up with him. I've been making sure to spend extra time with him, get down on the floor playing with him, give him lots of cuddles, read him books, tickle & roughouse, sing songs, and otherwise let him know that I love him. The problem is, Raina has needs too, and often her needs (hunger, for one) can't be put on hold. When our time is interrupted by Raina's crying & nursing, Lynden gets understandably upset. The whining starts. Nothing but nursing will stop the whining, and often I can't nurse him when he wants it, for various reasons.
Each day over the past week, the whining has gotten worse. The crying has gotten worse. The demands to nurse have become more frequent and more insistent. The tantrums are becoming more frequent. And, basically, I'm starting to lose it. I'm sleep deprived, my life has been a whirl-wind lately, for weeks I haven't been able to accomplish anything other than nursing my children. I'm at the end of my rope, and I just can't deal with Lynden's behaviour.
So... I yell. I walk out of the room. I tell him to stop. I push him away from me when he starts grabbing at my shirt. I move him off my lap when he won't accept a hug because all he wants is nursing. And I feel so guilty about it! I feel horrible for not wanting my son around. I try to parent in a gentle, loving way, but the moment he rejects what I'm offering (a hug, a song, a cuddle, etc) I lose my grip and feel myself starting to push him away.
I can't tell you how touched-out I am these days, between nursing both my babies & wearing Raina in the wrap when she's not nursing (she won't sleep laying down) and connecting physically with Lynden when he's in a decent enough mood to allow it. I'm exhausted, I'm worn out, and truth be told I'm feeling a little depressed. But none of these excuse my poor parenting choices.
I guess what I'm looking for in making this post is some advice on getting out of the rut I'm in - moving beyond being frustrated with my son to a place where I can deal with his behaviour more level-headedly and connect with him better. In my head and in my heart, I know he's been dealing with a lot of new things lately & at a young age, and I feel so bad for him. I want to be able to help him through it without losing my cool & making the situation worse.






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