(This is a stocktake we try to do four times a year.)
See also here.
- You are still having daycare adjustment problems. Most weeks getting you to daycare involves listening to you scream and cry and tell me that you are “really, really, reeeeeeeeeeally sick” over and over again for about an hour.
- You have refined your scream, it is now a horror movie scream.
- Your anxiety reached a peak over the last few months and it distressed the hell out of me which probably distressed the hell out of you.
- Being held to ransome by our alternative care arrangements.
- You pick your nose too much. Yuck. You grab my clothes and wipe your nose on them if a tissue is not handy. Sometimes these clothes are my ‘dryclean only’ work clothes, you little snot.
- You’re toilet-trained and yet you recently decided that you don’t like pooing on a toilet so it is back to a nappy for that.
- You won’t be talked into something you don’t want to do and mostly after two and half years with you I know that. But like you I am a little obstinate and I still stupidly try every now and then to force you, to say, come over and have your photo taken with your cousins or whatever, and it never works.
- Kinda instituting time-outs even though we never fully decided that we liked the idea of time-outs but simply finding no other resort on occasion. And that plaintive voice of yours – you not going to shut the door, Mummy?
- I even smacked you the other day, even though we definitely don’t believe in smacking in our house. I was worn out and I was tidying up your play room and you kept coming over and kicking the dried beans we gave you to ‘play cook’ with around the room. Those beans when kicked scatter everywhere across the polished timber floors. I’m not proud to say that my spirit was broken but I am ok to admit that this is what did it. Your father was really annoyed with me for smacking you but to be honest I don’t think you really cared because right after you were consoled by him you were back over to me trying to kick the bean jar over again.
- Feeling terrible about my melt-down and the times I lose my temper.
- I can’t believe I forgot this one until now, you asking “Why?” all the time, to everything, even things that are obvious. I thought this was a cute developmental stage but it’s just a way of delaying the natural conclusion of a conversation.
- Insisting on having a shower with me when I am running really late and then crying in that high-pitched grizzle afterwards because you get cold waiting for me to dry myself before I dress you. Argh.
- Your increasing ability to express your anxiety about daycare and they way you describe it as making you feel sick in the tummy.
- Your ever increasing willfulness and defiance is giving me a bad feeling about what is to come.
- I want our bed back but at the same time I don’t want you to leave.