Y is for Yelling and screaming.
|“about” 18 months old?
Who really remembers these things?
I remember the first huge, earthquake of a tantrum Michael threw at the grocery store. Safeway, to be exact. He was about 18 months old (but as I think about it a LOT of things happened when he was “about” 18 months old).
Thankfully, I had done my research and I was prepared. Instead of standing around, red-faced and trying to talk sense into the senseless, I picked him and ran out as fast as I could. And yup, some minimum wage clerk had to put away my full basket of groceries.
I’m not sure where exactly I learned to do this. I read that I needed to take him out of the situation to show him who was in control. Weird thing was that it worked. Over time the tantrums lessened and I was able to console him right then and there. No running out for this mom! It was an amazing feeling. As soon as his head threw back my “mommy tone” came out and he shaped right up.
As he got older, years older, he realized he could still throw himself on the floor even when I was using my “mommy tone.” That wasn’t fun. Thankfully Mr. Sexy had put a ring on my finger and has played a major role in Michael’s life.
It just so happens that a big part of our lives involve yelling and screaming.
He’s 6. I hear that for some kids that’s normal and for others it’s not.
All our kids are different from all kinds of different families. I’m proud of Michael constantly because he has a huge heart that yearns to love people. He doesn’t always know how to do that, however. So he resorts to yelling and screaming.
Oh well, perhaps 7 will be different!
|A Valentine’s project we did together for school.|
What was your worst tantrum experience like?