The Diva has become very challenging. She testing boundaries left and right, is prone to tantrums and is driving me a bit mad. I love her, I do. She is a sweet child (most of the time). However, I am about at my wits end with the fits. We are being consistent (we always try to be), and sometimes I fear that this isn't just a phase, but that my daughter is going to permanently be a full fledged Veruca Salt. It's a scary thought. Three is proving to be harder than age 2. At 2, The Diva went through the whole "Mine" phase, but with her own unique style. When she does something, she does it big. I could barely take her out in public because she would harrass innocent bystanders. As I pushed the shopping cart through the store, she would say to shoppers, "This is MY MILK!", or "This is MY WALMART!" It was embarrassing, but it passed, with a lot of work on my part. But will this too pass? Sometimes I worry. The Diva appears to be pretty intelligent, which works in her favor when she wants to be horrid. She knows just what to do.
Dinner time has been one of our most recent combat zones. She pushes buttons like there's no tomorrow and proclaims that she doesn't like whatever it is I am serving. She has had a time out or ten during dinner time.
Here's a sample of some pre-dinner testing of my patience/sanity:
The Diva: What are we having for dinner
Me: Sloppy Joes and Mac and Cheese (Don't judge me, we eat plenty of healthy meals)
The Diva: I don't like Sloppy Joes and Mac and Cheese (She's lying, she loves the Mac!), I'm going to have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
Me: No Diva, you're not. This is not a restaurant, you are going to eat what Mommy and Daddy are having.
The Diva: Yes it is a restaurant. And I'm the customer.
Daddy-O and I just looked it each other. I reaffirmed that there would be no peanut butter and jelly served. But I swear, she knows just what she is doing and how to get to me. I am fearful for the teenage years and am hoping to get through the preschool years without producing a terror. I love The Diva, but man.....
4 comments:
I know what your going through and it too will pass!!! I found that Julia (my second) was just like this. Terrible twos, OK we managed but OMG nobody told me about the threes and fours!!! By middle fours into five she got much better. Hang in there, this too will pass, it just may take alittle while!!! :)
Ooohhh girl, I feel your pain. Three was the hardest at our house too. I must say that I think we have turned a corner. 4 is looking better every day. This too will pass. Stay firm and consistent. Good Luck!
Stick to your guns--stay cosnsistent!
Maybe I'm just cursed but my almost 5 year old still thinks I'm a short order cook and demands whatever it is that I'm NOT serving. Grrrr!
Hang in there and don't give in!
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