The Terrible-Twos: Take II

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What's old is new again at BadAssMama Central. After eight blissful months of relative calm, Victor has decided to take on the terrible twos with gusto. Apparently after observing his big brother's version of the phase during his first year of life, Victor has decided that anything Angel can do he can do better.

It all started innocently enough. Rather than sweetly asking for a cookie after dinner, Victor would ball up his face and grunt, "Give me a cookie. NOW!" When I would turn and give him the mama face (you know the one I'm talking about), he would break into his trademark Kool-Aid grin and declare that he was "just kidding."

Soon, it progressed to imitation crying. The sound that every mother knows and hates to the very core of her being. A combination fake-baby-cry-whiny-giraffe-being-chased-by-a-rhino kind of yowl. Whenever he wanted something and the response time was not to his liking, he would go at it. Often at the top of his lungs for extended periods of time. I would calmly reply that, "Mommy does not negotiate with terrorists" or something like that, and after a while he would go back to using real words.

This week, he's decided to bring out his A-game. Welcome to the Tantruming Terror: Part Two. I used to laugh at Angel's silent tantrums on the floor. He would roll and thrash and occasionally screech, but his tantrums were generally dramatic and, while annoying, somewhat entertaining (at least to my twisted brain). Victor is a different story. First of all, he is a BIG kid. When he throws his weight against you, YOU move. He is strong and not afraid to literally throw his weight around. And while Angel's tantrum wails were high pitched and persistent, Victor brings a level of anger, frustration and pure agony to his cries that is truly gut wrenching. While I could rationalize that Angel was acting out or going through a growth spurt, Victor's tantrums just make me want to run and hide under my bed.

Maybe Victor's tantrums are worse. Maybe I'm punking out in my old age. Maybe the first round of tantrums took more out of me than I thought. Maybe I'm just exhausted. Whatever the cause, round two of the terrible two's is kicking my ass...
Sarah at The Stroller Ballet said...

The terrible twos suck. I can say that with complete confidence as I am living them!! Ick. We will need to compare war stories next time we hang out ;)

Amy said...

We are right there with you. Our 2nd just turned two & it's as if a cranky flip switched in his head. He's impossible to please, and the whining is about to drive me insane. His answer to everything is, "NO!". To add insult to injury, he's getting picky about eating. The child that ate spinach salad with french vinaigrette dressing at 20 months, won't touch a ham & cheese sandwich. And people wonder why we aren't having any more babies...

platygirl said...

My daughter is about to turn 1 and I've seen those "oh-isn't-she-darling-she's-expressing-herself" tantrums. I'm not looking forward to six months from now.

Good luck, and keep us informed! I love your blog.

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