Here comes her Terrible Three (again)
Anya’s ‘Terrible Three waves’ have sort of made its comeback.
And unfortunately for me, it’s tougher and rougher than before.
She’s really not like her usual self this past 10 days or so.
She frequently whines, cries and screams. And most of the time, she’d say and want the opposite of everything that I say or offer. Unreasonable demands. It’s shocking.
There’s a time when we reached our eating place and she insisted that we go and eat ’somewhere ‘else’. There’s also a time when she pointed to a bowl of fishballs and she said she wanted some; when told that I’ve already gotten some for her, she said she wanted the ones IN the bowl NOW!
She’d want me to carry her to the supermarket (WHILE I push the pram!). Or she’d want to drink some other milk, NOT the one in her glass.
At the end of each ‘unfulfilled demand’, she’d go crying and screaming. Yes. Even when we’re in public.
[No, we don’t give in to her unreasonable demands, and yes, I do get lots of stares from people]
Hmmph.
Really. It’s like she’s gone hormonal or something. Ah. I know she’s growing up and is craving for independence. Wanting to be the one who makes all the decisions. Emotionally insecure too. The whole ‘older sibling syndrome’ kicks in rather hard on her again too I guess.
And me. Well, I’m trying to keep myself as sane as possible.
And as much as I’m at the brink of banging my own head to the wall, I struggle to NOT ‘lose’ it. I’d leave her in the room, I’d raise my voice (to the max, at times) or I’d let her have some ‘time-out’ in the bathroom (we choose to not resort to physically spank / hit / beat her).
Sigh.
I pray that GOD continually gives me the much needed wisdom and extra patience. Extra strength to go through each shocking and mentally draining episode.
I’ve survived it so far. But really, I’m a tired Mom.
And I only hope that this whole period ends sooner than later.
Much sooner. Please.
