Sunday, March 26, 2006

To be two again

I love my daughter. I love my son. They are my greatest masterpieces. I have the opportunity to show them the world as I see it. I teach them to live life and to appreciate all that they have. My goal has been to support and love them and make them loving, gentle humans who appreciate all of the wonderful little things that the world has to offer. This is a responsibilty that I don't take lightly.

That being said, I have hit a major bump in the road as a mother. I am truly struggling, on a daily basis with my daughter. I love her so much it hurts but no one can make me as frustrated as she does. I know that being 2 is rough. You have wants but you don't have the language to express them. You have surges of energy and fury and no proper way to release them. Adults are always telling you "no" and that just has to suck. BUT, my sweet little girl has a very difficult time with any type of discipline. Whether it be redirection, gentle words, pure anger and even spanking, nothing works with my child. She has one guiding light in her life and that is her will. It is all she listens to. As her mother, this is exhausting.

You may laugh and think oh, she is strong willed and boy that is a great quality later in life. My reply, "if she makes it to 'later in life' ". Seriously. I just found the kid in the street on her way to find her brother. She just walked right out the front door while I was putting her shoes away. In 5 seconds, she made it 50 feet away and into the street. This is the second time I've found her outside. About 2 weeks ago, the entire family was home and as I was helping my son hang up his coat, Chloe snuck out and had crossed the street. The 5 year old neighbor found her and was walking her home when I ran outside, hysterically searching for my daughter. Obviously, we need to put some sort of lock or latch that she cannot open on our front door. I imagine she'll figure out how to open that too though. She can open just about any door now.

She is a sensory child. She needs to touch, feel, taste just about everything. How do I know this? Well, I don't really. I assume this is true because it the only explanation I have on why she insists on picking at her dirty diapers. She will hide, poop, then pick, pick away. She'll finally get grossed out and run to me with a finger full of poop and say "Mommy! Yucky!" The need to pick is overwhelming though because this has not stopped and happens several times a day. We've tried all sorts of discipline and still, she picks.

I've got more stories but now she is throwing yet another tantrum so I need to go. Please send me some patience, mine is running thin.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I can see into the future: Chloe will make the cover of Newsweek touted as the reincarnated Bella Abzug complete with silly looking hats. She will lead American women into a new era where, like men, scratching themselves and belching in public is more than acceptable and is yet another sign of their superiority to men.

Hilarious! I forwarded Chloe's fecal fest all over the building to people who knew you - and Chloe in utero.

Teffi

10:17 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ashlyn makes the statement (quite often) that Zander sure does make her look good! Right, Kieran?

Tonya

12:21 PM  
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Anonymous Jen said...

I'm telling you Ash my ONE daughter is more trying then all 5 boys! I feel your pain!

Jen ~ Buffies

7:21 AM  

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