Jo
02-14-2007, 08:45 PM
Well at least in my life as a parent.
Today I took Mira to an open gym thing that the Early Childhood education program holds. It is a weekly thing where you pay as you go and your child can have fun. It was our first time.
I gave Mira several heads up that is was going to be time to go soon. She always needs that since she does not transition well. This time was spectacularly horrendous.
She cried, screamed, threw things, ran away and just plain lost it. Every time I would try to put Laura in the carrier, she took the opportunity to make a break for it. A teacher tried to step in but I didn't really want help. Scratch that...I just couldn't admit the situation had gone beyond help.
I finally scooped up Laura, grabbed the carrier and scooped up Mira. I took all of us to a bathroom stall so she couldn't run away again while I got Laura settled. She then tried repeatedly to throw herself on the floor and bang her head. Each time I caught her and stood her back up, she started screaming OW OW OW, like I was beating her. I wasn't rough but a couple of the times I had to catch her in an awkward position so it might not have been comfortable. I am not losing sleep over it though because if she had cracked her head on the floor, it would have been far worse.
I finally got her to the car with her screaming the whole way home.
I am totally drained still. I called my mom and apologized for being a crappy kid. The stories about me acting like this are legendary and I feel really bad about it now.
Today I took Mira to an open gym thing that the Early Childhood education program holds. It is a weekly thing where you pay as you go and your child can have fun. It was our first time.
I gave Mira several heads up that is was going to be time to go soon. She always needs that since she does not transition well. This time was spectacularly horrendous.
She cried, screamed, threw things, ran away and just plain lost it. Every time I would try to put Laura in the carrier, she took the opportunity to make a break for it. A teacher tried to step in but I didn't really want help. Scratch that...I just couldn't admit the situation had gone beyond help.
I finally scooped up Laura, grabbed the carrier and scooped up Mira. I took all of us to a bathroom stall so she couldn't run away again while I got Laura settled. She then tried repeatedly to throw herself on the floor and bang her head. Each time I caught her and stood her back up, she started screaming OW OW OW, like I was beating her. I wasn't rough but a couple of the times I had to catch her in an awkward position so it might not have been comfortable. I am not losing sleep over it though because if she had cracked her head on the floor, it would have been far worse.
I finally got her to the car with her screaming the whole way home.
I am totally drained still. I called my mom and apologized for being a crappy kid. The stories about me acting like this are legendary and I feel really bad about it now.