So… am I allowed to say this? I’m a little worried that Holden is getting bratty. She’s entering that screeching phase where she emits this high-pitched horrible noise when she is displeased with something. Which is apparently all the time.
I purposefully threw my Nuk onto the floor and I wish it was in my mouth!
You locked up all the bleach and chemicals!
I want you to pick me up!
I changed my mind, put me down!
You told me “no” when I looked you directly in the eyes and deliberately continued to throw pieces of food onto the floor!
You made me stop banging my head against the fireplace!
I prefer to wear a dirty diaper!
You put your boob away even though I was clearly finished nursing and just wanted to play with it!
You won’t let me play in Sally’s water bowl!
You made me stop eating mulch and dirt!
This is a whole new territory for me and I’m pretty sure I don’t like it. Firstly, it is so tough to relinquish control over her upbringing when I go to work every day. I am very lucky that my parents watch Holden for me, and I obviously know that they can raise a fantastic woman (ahem!), but… I am starting to struggle with the whole situation.
You can do all the online research and click on those “Raise a respectful child” Pins you want, but when you’re in the moment and realize your life is being run by an 18-lb. tyrant, it’s humbling to say the least. Especially when she thinks “no” is a fun game we’re playing.
Anyway, this is apparently where things are going now. Any tips or advice for me?
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