3, Oh how I hate thee
I don't know what happened but when Madison turned three she also gained another personality. Every single day without fail there is at least one all out kicking, screaming, crying tantrum.
This morning's tantrum started at 9:00Am. "No I am not getting dressed. I am not leaving the house. I am staying home with Milo. You can't make me."
Oh yeah? Watch me!
She continued to throw her tantrum as I wrestled her pjs off and got her in clean clothes. She was in time out as I brushed her teeth and hair. I didn't say a word to her as I strapped her in the car seat and drove to AC Moore. I thought we finally reached a truce for the day before we got out of the car. I promised not to yell if she promised no more tantrums.
Liar, liar pants on fire.
The rest of the morning went relatively smoothly. Lunch rolled around she ate none of her Muffin Tin Monday meal. Fine, whatever, I don't care. Nap time, my only little tiny bit of solace in the day.
Maddie gave up napping around last winter but I have been able to slowly get her back into the routine of it because boy does she need them. I thought I found the secret magical trick!! I started letting her sleep in my bed with no toy or book distractions to keep her from her much needed rest.
Well my bedroom is apparently not doing it anymore. I had to go upstairs 4 times this afternoon. She turned on all the lights in the room, turned on the clock radio and was playing in my closet. Enough is enough back to her room she goes.
I am currently sitting in the office typing with shaky hands because I am sooooooooo tired of this. I just filled a garbage bag with all of the stuffed animals she blocked her door with and tossed all of her books into the big hall closet. Extreme? Probably but I don't know what else to do.
I hear silence in her room right now and my fingers are crossed she is actually asleep because I can't take anymore of this. Please tell me I am not the only one with a child like this! She does have her good moments but lately the naughty side of her has been greatly out shining my lovable giggly girl.
I am at the point where I want to kick and scream and throw a tantrum. Yes I did try that once and it didn't work she just worked harder at out screaming me. Time outs are the only tools in my mommy belt and at the rate she going she will spend the entire day in time out.
At this point in the game I am so emotionally drained at the end of the day I just want to crawl in bed and hope and pray the next day is better. I do have hope it will eventually get better but apparently today is not the day that it does.