Two Tantrums and a Four year old
I will openly say that the current season of my children is not my favorite. They are great little people and adorable YES but goodness....
If you don't know we have a four year old, Gus, and a two year old, Oli (Oliver.) Both boys are super cute and funny with their very different and very interesting personalities.
Oliver has recently learned a new trick. He is able to crawl or climb out of everything. Add this new skill to his incredible lung strength, ability to whine like no other and is incredible obsession with his "dada" (binky) we are struggling through beautifully.
Gus recently started pre-school. He loves it...like LOVES it. So much so that at the end of everyday he sobs uncontrollably about how he doesn't want to leave school or his friends. I am sure that in five years I will think back at this with fond memories; sadly at the current moment it just leaves me feeling like something is broken. To make matters worse when we try to help him work on school things he just growls at us and pretends he doesn't know.
Gus is our emotional, dramatic and very friendly little man. He says hello to everyone and takes it personally if they don't all say hello and engage him in conversation back. This leads to more tears. More whining.
Oh here are couple things that happen everyday in the W household
Oliver crawls out of his bed and then wakes his brother. Oli's favorite way to wake someone up is to climb up onto their bed and poke at their closed eyes while screaming "EYE" at them. Needless to say Gus doesn't like this.
Gus then starts his whining and crying about how Oli isn't giving him privacy.
Oli then grabs anything and everything in sight and throws it.
Oli and G scream at one another about who gets to brush their teeth closest to the sink. Oli tends to win because he starts to pinch and pull hair. G doesn't like this. G then cries.
Breakfast is another bout of hilarity. As a family we eat at the table. Every meal. G immediately starts to bargain about when he can "watch one of my shows." Oli doesn't eat...but cries when you take his food away. It usually ends like most other meal times. Tears and Whining.
As the day goes on the tantrums of Oli get far more impressive and the emotional swings of G continue to grow. He is known to run up to you with tears in his eyes and tell you something like "I am so sad because I ate all my toast." Ok buddy. Let's make some more toast. Crisis averted.
I could continue all about the happenings of the W boys but that would just be too much. :)
In speaking with a friend yesterday I shared with her that I feel pretty crappy at times about being a mom. It is pretty hard. The more I look around all other kids seem to be those blissful kids. The ones that never cry. That never have a tantrum. The siblings that play well together....I am sure that my brain is playing this out much more than it actually happens. CURRENTLY though these boys only seem to be happy in the moment that they are doing exactly what they want. As soon as that moment is over I return to being to war-lord mother. Is this the norm? who knows...The truth is that I have no idea what is normal and what isn't. We do our thing.
Oli is two and is a little master mind of how to bother his brother.
Gus is four and basically an adult with the emotional stability of a teenage girl or six month old (no offense meant to either.)
The best thing my friend said to me last week was this...As parents we need to stop apologizing for our children. They are going to be jerks somedays. They are going to be the sweetest and most loving kiddos on other days. We shouldn't always be apologizing or expecting apologies. They are their own people and yes we are responsible for them BUT they are starting to know better. Thank you dear sweet friend, as I am trying to remember that everyday.
Cheers to all the Mamas and Papas out there
If you don't know we have a four year old, Gus, and a two year old, Oli (Oliver.) Both boys are super cute and funny with their very different and very interesting personalities.
Oliver has recently learned a new trick. He is able to crawl or climb out of everything. Add this new skill to his incredible lung strength, ability to whine like no other and is incredible obsession with his "dada" (binky) we are struggling through beautifully.
Gus recently started pre-school. He loves it...like LOVES it. So much so that at the end of everyday he sobs uncontrollably about how he doesn't want to leave school or his friends. I am sure that in five years I will think back at this with fond memories; sadly at the current moment it just leaves me feeling like something is broken. To make matters worse when we try to help him work on school things he just growls at us and pretends he doesn't know.
Gus is our emotional, dramatic and very friendly little man. He says hello to everyone and takes it personally if they don't all say hello and engage him in conversation back. This leads to more tears. More whining.
Oh here are couple things that happen everyday in the W household
Oliver crawls out of his bed and then wakes his brother. Oli's favorite way to wake someone up is to climb up onto their bed and poke at their closed eyes while screaming "EYE" at them. Needless to say Gus doesn't like this.
Gus then starts his whining and crying about how Oli isn't giving him privacy.
Oli then grabs anything and everything in sight and throws it.
Oli and G scream at one another about who gets to brush their teeth closest to the sink. Oli tends to win because he starts to pinch and pull hair. G doesn't like this. G then cries.
Breakfast is another bout of hilarity. As a family we eat at the table. Every meal. G immediately starts to bargain about when he can "watch one of my shows." Oli doesn't eat...but cries when you take his food away. It usually ends like most other meal times. Tears and Whining.
As the day goes on the tantrums of Oli get far more impressive and the emotional swings of G continue to grow. He is known to run up to you with tears in his eyes and tell you something like "I am so sad because I ate all my toast." Ok buddy. Let's make some more toast. Crisis averted.
I could continue all about the happenings of the W boys but that would just be too much. :)
In speaking with a friend yesterday I shared with her that I feel pretty crappy at times about being a mom. It is pretty hard. The more I look around all other kids seem to be those blissful kids. The ones that never cry. That never have a tantrum. The siblings that play well together....I am sure that my brain is playing this out much more than it actually happens. CURRENTLY though these boys only seem to be happy in the moment that they are doing exactly what they want. As soon as that moment is over I return to being to war-lord mother. Is this the norm? who knows...The truth is that I have no idea what is normal and what isn't. We do our thing.
Oli is two and is a little master mind of how to bother his brother.
Gus is four and basically an adult with the emotional stability of a teenage girl or six month old (no offense meant to either.)
The best thing my friend said to me last week was this...As parents we need to stop apologizing for our children. They are going to be jerks somedays. They are going to be the sweetest and most loving kiddos on other days. We shouldn't always be apologizing or expecting apologies. They are their own people and yes we are responsible for them BUT they are starting to know better. Thank you dear sweet friend, as I am trying to remember that everyday.
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