In the Blink of An Eye

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The start of the evening started off not-so-bad.  We had fun making dinner together, just me and the boys (recipe to be posted soon!).  They were thrilled to help crush the crackers into the bowl for me.  Then with dinner in the oven we headed to the toy room for some fun playtime before eating.

Things started going downhill, but I was determined to keep it on track and did my best to avoid too many fights, too many brotherly hits and too many temper tantrums.  I barely succeeded (1 time out for Ryan and 2 for Owen), but I still count this portion of the evening a success.

We sat down to eat dinner and talked about our day and that both boys would be moving up to the next classroom soon.  We also talked about flying on an airplane next week to go to the cabin in Wisconsin to see Grandma & Grandpa.  And I even agreed that if both boys continued to behave and eat their dinner I would let them watch the “new show” on TV before bed.  And by “new show” I am referring to Word World.  Ryan caught this on a commercial the other day and begged and pleaded to watch it.  Unfortunately it wasn’t on TV at that moment so I promised to DVR and let him watch it another time.

And I agreed that tonight was another time.

After this announcement I heard a lot of clapping, screaming and excitement.  What an awesome mommy! And I say that because I rarely will put the TV on for them.  I rarely cave and let them watch Curious George or Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.

But tonight I agreed was another time and they could watch Word World.

They laughed and laughed and laughed throughout the entire thing.  They loved it.  They loved it so much I let them watch another episode.

Mistake.  Mistake. Big mistake.

I know that they start melting at 7:15pm.  I know that if they aren’t on their way to their bedtime routines by that point, they melt.  They are miserable and don’t listen and misbehave.  I know this.  I do.

But I let them watch one more because tonight, they were being so good.

And in the blink of an eye they weren’t so good any more.  They were horrible.

The crying, the screaming, the temper tantrums, the arguing, the hitting and the pinching.  Ah, yes.  The pinching.  That’s Owen’s new thing is to grab and pinch.  And I can’t even tell you what set him off tonight, but as we were heading upstairs with milk, he threw a fit.  He hit and flailed and cried and screamed “No!” over and over and over again.  I picked him up to bring him upstairs and he threw his head down against my shoulder.  And go figure, he bit his tongue in the process.

But this didn’t stop him.  He didn’t want to be cuddled and consoled.  He was mad that he got hurt and instead starting hitting even more.  UGH!

And it didn’t stop there.  There was a temper tantrum getting his diaper changed.  And another one when I told him he couldn’t wear a sunshine shirt (aka Woodchase Academy uniform shirt) to bed.  And then another one when Ryan sat in the chair first.  Oh, and then another one when I told him it was time to sit still, drink milk and read books.

Why yes.  We have entered the terrible twos.  And yes, at some point tonight tears were streaming from my eyes.  I was tired from a really long week and was really looking forward to the weekend.  But not the way this weekend started.

And as I sat and rocked my boys in our over sized glider, I remembered my first mommy meltdown just as Ryan turned two.  And I remembered that we did get through it.  It did get better.  It didn’t last forever.  So rather than focus on the bad, I instead decided to focus on all the snuggles, all the love, all the kisses and all the “love you mommies” I heard all evening from both of them.  Like every kid they have their moments.  Some are good moments and some are not so good moments.

Tonight, after some not so good moments I made sure to give them extra snuggles and extra hugs and extra kisses because while I may get frustrated and feel like I’m losing the battle against the terrible twos I want them to always know how much I love them.  They are my everything.

But boy am I glad they are both snuggled in their own rooms, under the covers drifting off to dreamland.  And this momma won’t be far behind tonight.  Tomorrow is a new day right?  And tomorrow will be a good day.  I will make sure of it.

So how was your Friday night?   What did you do?

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  1. been there done that. It’s so tempting to let them stretch things because they are being good but I’ve paid every time.

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  3. My son just turned TWO and the falling prostrate on the floor if doesn’t get what he wants, throwing things..he didn’t even start daycare then! It all came so naturally, human.I usually lie down with him and he takes an hour to fall asleep and i am almost asleep in an hour! But i wake up and go about doing my business quietly after he is in bed. Last night, something good happened.Usually, when i say it’s bedtime, he picks up his milk and teddy and comes into the bed room.We brush once he is done with milk and back in bed last night kept telling him”lie down, it’s time to sleep” several times while he wandered in the bed room.Suddenly i said, “Close your eyes and sleep”, he closed his eyes and was sleeping in less than 10 mins! I figured that he needed the keyword “close your eyes and sleep” or “the how to” of sleeping to initiate his sleep!

    I thought to myself “How did i not tell him about the closing of eyes part?” Just took the words too casually! sometimes small words mean a whole lot more to little minds!

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  4. Oh dear…and last night you wanted to sell them. I take it Saturday didn’t go any better than Friday? It’s amazing how breaking a routine can make such a difference. Lesson learned, right!?! Hope today is better…!!

    • Typical Suburban Family says:

      LOL! Yes, after Friday night and then ALL day Saturday and then Saturday night I was ready to sell them. Ahem. Give them away for free. But only for several hours. I’d miss them after that. Sunday was actually AWESOME! They were wonderful little boys. And tonight too. Perfect little guys. I couldn’t ask for two better days. But man, Friday and Saturday were tough. We all had our share of tears over those two days. Mommy included.

  5. Aaaah, the tantrum days. We’re right in the thick of it with Georgia, and I know what you mean when you say that you know the meltdown time. Isn’t it funny how giving them an extra (like TV time) can lead to extra bad behavior? Your Friday was pretty similar to mine, although I was happy that my hubby did the bedtime routine while I “relaxed” (made dinner). Hope you have a great weekend!

    • Typical Suburban Family says:

      Fun times. Fun times. What’s even more funny is that I know the trigger points to meltdown time and I still think “it’ll be different this time.” or “tonight they won’t do it. I know they can handle it.” WRONG, WRONG, WRONG. I just need to stick with what I know and rely on that gut feeling 😉

  6. This brings back so many memories…and even at five we still have a few days resembling the “tantrum days”. But yes…tomorrow is another day and it just gets better and better!!! 🙂

    • Typical Suburban Family says:

      Thanks for the reassurance. I do try to remember that each day is a new day and not all days are rough ones. Like tonight for instance. I had two perfect little angels all night. Makes up for nights like Friday. Oh, and Saturday all day and all night 😉

  7. Oh man, I can remember those days! Sometimes mommy needs to have a tantrum, it seems…at least think about it, I know I considered it!

    My Friday night? Well, hubby came home from a business trip to Wisconsin (NOT a cabin!) which was delayed 24 hours due to a tornado warning that cancelled all flights yesterday! So, he’s snoring while “watching” TV and I’m catching up on blogs! My kids are 11 and 16, so they were busy earlier but are all tucked in now.


    • Typical Suburban Family says:

      I won’t lie. I have BEGGED for someone to send me to timeout. A quiet room with nobody around for a few minutes….. ahhhhh…. sounds so nice!!

  8. it happens. it really does. my daughter, at 3, never really was too bad w/ tantrums. she has her moments now, but she also knows that she wants to make me happy, so she tries very hard.

    my boy is 18 months… he does have some meltdowns, but i fear it will get worse… ;(

  9. Amen and Amen. I have a three and four year old. As I type, they are screaming one won’t scoot over for the twentieth time and it has been a long
    week. Hang in there. Let’s continue to be grateful for the funny times!! We ate pizza and watched Nickolodeon before they went to bed on tonight. Daddy brought a pizza home for dinner tonight.

    • Typical Suburban Family says:

      Ah. I love those moments when they could sit absolutely anywhere in the house and they choose the EXACT same square inch of space and then fight who was there first. Often times it’s either mommy or daddy or even the dog that had been there first. Neither one of the arguing boys!!! LOL!

  10. Four boys and I never went through the terrible twos, not that I did anything to cause that. Great post.

  11. Tonight was actually a good night, but sistah! I hear ya’! And my Damian won’t be two for another 3 weeks. Thanks for reminding me that it’ll all be alright. Eventually. Sleep well!

    • Typical Suburban Family says:

      Isn’t 2 fun?! Although my 3 year old can be more of a handful some days. In ways it gets easier, but then in other ways more difficult. I keep reminding myself that one day I’ll miss these toddler moments as I look at my teenage boys. It helps me get through the rough moments anyway 😉

  12. Oh this sounds oh so familiar. My favorite is the kicking during diaper changes! OUCH! Little B usually has a few meltdowns right when he wakes up in the morning and from his nap. You’d think that those would be his happiest time since he is well rested, but nooooooo ma’am. He is a pill! My husband and I are still trying to figure that out.

    Sorry your night was a rough one. Hang in there and I hope your weekend is a little easier.

    • Typical Suburban Family says:

      The kicking during diaper changes is the worst!!! I could cry at those moments. Especially because my hands are usually full of messy wipes or diaper or something and it’s more than difficult to keep their kicking feet and flailing hands out of the mess.

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