Trials of raising a 3 year old
Monday, November 29, 2004Yesterday after leaving Ninong UPS house, putting AJ in the car was quite a challenge. After repeating myself numerous times "AJ get in your carseat, please... (after the 3rd time the please became omitted!), he just began to copy my every word. First, I thought this is funny! But after a few times, it became frustrating. I think I was getting more upset knowing that the only reason why he wanted to go to the back-back row was because our ornaments were there in the bag. And being how fragile they are, I was determined to not let him pass the middle row, and get him into his seat.
When I finally got the chance I literally picked him up and put him in his seat. While trying to latch the seatbelt he kept pinching me on my chest, on my arm, and anywhere else who could find to try and get a reaction. At that point I reached my "boiling point", and took away his game time once we got home, and gave him time out to be fulfilled the moment we settled in!
He knew he was in trouble when I told him he couldn't play his racing cars game, and began to carry him upstairs to our bedroom. Then he began kicking me, which Damoomoo saw, and busted out his "mad tone" voice, and threatened with a "palo". He stopped, but as soon as we were alone in the bedroom, the wailing began.
For 15 minutes or so, I sat down to tell him that pinching and kicking is wrong. His only response: "I want to play games!". I kept him upstairs explaining that it hurt mommy, and that he will not go downstairs until he says sorry. In the midst of my explanation, he said," sshhhh... don't talk! I want to play games" That was a first!
the crying just continues. He even added, "Mommy, please."
He finally apologized for hitting and pinching, and I told him I loved him. I brought him downstairs, but he had lost his game time for the night. As we got up to exit the room (in the dark) he said that we needed light because of the monsters. I assured him that the only monster in this house is the Mommy Tickle monster, and we gave each other our "monster kiss". So, I made our "latag" in the family room, and got us ready for bed. We fell asleep watching the Wiggles with Mio!
I woke up in the middle of the night, with Damoomoo standing over me with Mio. Apparently he wouldn't stop crying. But I couldn't let AJ go without telling him how much I loved him, and that I am doing what I can to be good mother who is patient. I know I have a short fuse, but I hope it's at least reasonable?!
I love my children, and pray that we can raise them to be respectful loving men. I refuse to resort to the "old school" of kneeling on rice carrying buckets, or even threatening them with a belt or slipper. But there still have to limits on bad behavior, right?!
what's your experience? please share!