My last baby, my darling son will be one in just a few days…and he is letting everyone know. Not only is he clapping, waving and saying “uh oh” in context, but he is throwing temper tantrums. Full on temper tantrums. At just under a year, we are experiencing early onset of the terrible twos or something. I am calling this stage the OMIGOD ONES.
Take a pencil away- meltdown, stop him from stealing his sister’s food- screaming and crying ensue, foil his plans to
pet smother the cat- epic fit. Oh, and then there’s the scratching and biting. Honestly, I don’t think he’s biting out of frustration (yet), rather, he just thinks it’s funny to find a piece of skin, my nipples being his favorite, and clamp down as hard as he can. When I shriek in pain and pull him off of me, he then cries as though he’s the victim. OMIGOD.
Earlier today, he found a broken crayon and decided it would make a lovely snack. I took the crayon as soon as I saw him, and he began to throw a fit. I watched in amazement (terror?) that my baby was having a tantrum, a throw yourself on the ground writhing and screaming tantrum. I promptly gave him a toothbrush to play with and all was right with his world. Until….I noticed a chunk of crayon in his mouth. Removing it caused another, but much milder fit. I think he was still distracted with the toothbrush.
At the risk of sounding like I have come down with momnesia and think my kids are better than they really are, I honestly do not remember K or G acting like this so young. Perhaps it’s because his siblings are toddlers he is going to hit these stages early. Either that, or I am frightened for what the future holds. No, it’s the first one. It has to be, or this mama’s moving out. ;)