Okay, the title says it all- Emma has just been horrendous the past couple weeks. I am so very close to calling the Supernanny. Really. Our parent educator at ECFE says that Emma is in a classic period of "disequilibrium" that kids go through on the half years (1 1/2, 2 1/2, 3 1/2) At this rate she will be very lucky to see 4. For example, yesterday started out just lovely. Beautiful Day and we were going to Plymouth on Parade. This included an awesome candy throwing parade (can I eat just ONE more piece mom???), pony rides, face painting and all other kinds of fall festival fun. Emma did great at first, although I think she ate her weight in candy, I chose to let this one slide because she really rarely eats candy, honest. After a very long parade, she had her face painted and waited very nicely in line to get a corndog. Abby was asleep in the Ergo on my back, the sun was shining, and I thought for a minute how nice this all was. We moved on to the other attractions and the lines were extremely long by this point and we had been there 3 hours already. We usually keep to a 4 hour max rule for these kinds of things as we learned from past experience, anything more and we all end up very tired and crabby. I gave Emma many, many warnings about it being time to leave. Still when it was time to go she morphed into a cartoon character, throwing a tantrum of epic porportions. Foot stamping, screaming, tears, the works. Her tears were causing her face painting to run in her eyes which prompted even more tears as she realized it was rubbing off on her shirt. Mike picked her up and we carried her screaming the whole way back to the car. Fun times.
She has also been awful to Abby which concerns me even more. I feel like I cannot leave the two of them alone right now. Abby will be crying, I will come out of the bathroom (how dare I go the bathroom alone?) and ask Emma why she is crying. "Oh, I was sitting on her." I gotta hand it to the kid, she is brutally honest. So time out. She has also been poking, pinching, pulling and other kinds of bully behaviour. I have an early childhood degree and in my head know this is normal- and classic sibling rivalry, jealous behaviour. But man, after the 100th time, I was so tempted to show her what it felt like when someone bigger than you pushes you around. Instead, I have been trying to do the right thing and really love her up for a long, long time. It is so hard to imagine that she is not getting enough attention, because I feel like she has people doting on her all day long. But I am spending a good hour in the morning treating her like the baby. Holding her, hugging her, singing to her. I am trying to really fill up her tank. She loves it. I don't know if it's helping. It sure didn't seem to yesterday. I'll keep you posted.
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Jill, I can't tell you enough how much I love this blog. I'm sorry for your rough times, as I know when we re-tell our day to day trials they always sound more cute and funny than they actually are. I gotta tell you though, this posting had me sympathizing, but definitely laughing out loud. I'll probably get it back X 10 with Nora. I also find myself envious of all your knowledge and expierences, you are an awesome mom and you should MOST DEFINITELY write a book, this shit is halirious!!!
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