Will someone please tell me the Terrible Three's get better? I mean we've raised two other kids besides Brynn and they were no where near as challenging as she is. You would think we know how to raise three year olds, but apparently Brynn is going to keep us on our game.
The biggest struggle we have with Brynn right now is her temper tantrums and her odd sleeping schedule. Brynnli can throw massive temper tantrums over the silliest things. Take for example last night. She screamed for at least 30 minutes because she "wanted a better bandaid" for her toe... that's not hurt. Or if I let her watch an episode of Doc McStuffins (her favorite show right now) she screams for at least 10 minutes when I turn it off, no mater how many episodes I let her watch. She asks everyday to go to either the gas station or to Grandma Kathy's and when I tell her no.... you guessed it... more tantrums. She is probably our most persistent child... I think she got that character trait from Tyler. Hopefully one day her persistence will pay off, but right now I'm about ready to pull my hair out.
The other thing we struggle with is her odd sleeping habits. Brynn will sometimes fall asleep at 4-5 at night and then when it's time to go to bed, she is ready to play for a few more hours. This particular night we were up until at least midnight.
But as much as she drives us crazy with her temper tantrums, she can melt our hearts the next minute with her cuteness. Brynnli is becoming very inquisitive. She asks us really thoughtful questions like, "how come we don't have to wear a jacket on our legs?" She says the cutest things all the time. When we go to the store she doesn't stop talking. Every thing we walk past she says to me, "Can I get that for my birthday? And also, I want that for my birthday." She loves to put the word "also" into every sentence, and it cracks us up. At first Brynnli was really scared to go to church and I had to stay with her in class, but now she loves it. In fact she loves it so much that we have to play "church" every Sunday. She leads us in singing time and she practices saying the prayer or scripture in the microphone. Brynnli is such a sweetheart too. She told us one day after church that "Mister Beck (Sister Beck) was sick, so she couldn't come to church!" She was so upset about it that she drew her a picture and we ended up taking cookies and hand picked flowers to Sister Beck after church. Just about every night when we try to put her to bed she asks us, "can I sleep in your guys' bed? We tell her no, put her back in her bed, and then she usually comes out a few minutes later to tell us something that makes no sense, or to ask for a drink, or tell us she's hungry. Then she asks us again if she can sleep in our bed. After a few times, we finally give in. For a three year old she is very manipulative, or we have just gotten soft (more likely exhausted) in our parenting with the third kid.
Here's a few pictures of our cutie that make you forget her horrible temper tantrums.
The most frustrating thing happened near the end of April. Brynnli was screaming that something was in her nose. I looked up her nose and saw something white in it. I grabbed the tweezers and tried to get it out, but Brynn was screaming and I couldn't get it. I called Tyler at work and asked him what I should do and while I was talking to him I found a mechanical pencil on the floor with the white eraser missing. I asked Brynn if that is what she put in her nose and she said yes. Tyler suggested I try to suck it out with the central vacuum and a straw. So here I was practically sitting on top of Brynn trying to hold her down with one arm and using my other arm to get the straw/vacuum contraption in her nose while Brynn was screaming bloody murder and saying, "no Mommy, please don't mommy!" After a few failed attempts I just couldn't torture her anymore and called the doctor. The doctor got us in that day and in about 30 seconds he was able to get the eraser out with a little syringe. Dr Zarbock told me it happens all the time, so I didn't feel like such a horrible parent.
We will survive this phase, right?
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