My pregnancy with Blake was awful! Early on, I was diagnosed with placenta previa and, for this reason, had to be monitored often. Although the pregnancy was awful and I anxiously awaited the day that I would no longer be pregnant, I felt extremely close to this child and knew he was going to be a sweet boy.He was born two weeks early, healthy and sweet. He was one of those "textbook" babies. He slept and ate at all the right times and made the transition from being a mother of two to three easy. Blake has always been a happy boy and is the "life of the party" on a daily basis.
He is still a sweet boy, but today has been one of those days where his behavior has led me to scourge the cupboards and fridge for chips, chocolate, coke, cookie dough, and any other dietary substance that will give me comfort and keep me from driving myself to the nearest insane asylum! I don't drink alcohol, but if I was ever going to start--today would be that day!
In nursery, he has been labeled as "Blake the Bruiser."
I don't know where he learned it, but he has an unbelievable left-hand-hook. He, seriously, has 4th graders running away from him in fear! Here are a few examples:
- While in the toy isle, at Target, he randomly walks up to an 8-year old and punches him--the 8-year old cries.
- While in line, at the check out counter, he walks up to a little girl, with his chest puffed out and chest butts her--she cries.
- While I'm holding him in line at Disneyland, he slaps a 12-year old on the back of his neck--the 12-year old keeps rubbing his neck better the entire time we were in line.
- He throws toys.
- He constantly instigates wrestling matches with Luke (his older brother).
Today, was the last straw. Keep in mind, we spend at least 5 days a week at the kids club at the gym. (If I wasn't the instructor, we wouldn't be there that often.) Blake has been "written up" twice for s0-called "bad" behavior. In my mind, he is a normal boy with a lot of energy. Apparently, today he was punching with "closed fists" and "if he continues to exhibit this behavior tomorrow, he will no longer be allowed in the kids club."
I feel miserable. I don't know if this is a reflection of me and my parenting skills or just a phase that all boys, especially boys with older brothers, go through. I feel so frustrated and at a complete loss of what to do. I can't seem to find any discipline that works with him.
So. Until I can get over these feelings of guilt and self-pity I will continue scourging the cupboard and fridge and keep telling myself, "you're good enough, you're smart enough, and gosh darnit all of your blogger friends love you"...right!
11 comments:
I have to say, I find a kid funny with that kind of spunk. But I probably wouldn't if it were me.
Wait. It was me. Chase was EXACTLY like that. If anyone took HIS OLDER BROTHER'S toys, he'd march his two-year-old self over and start yelling at them. We used to call him a bruiser, too.
Good news? He'll get over it. Bad news? He is not a model student in the nursery at the gym, and will probably never get picked on. That's something, right? At least you're not raising a wimp.
I would say think of when he is older and making tons of money being a professional football player, he would be perfect!!!
Oh Kim this sounds all too familiar! Sorry your day was so rough and I hope you were able to find some goodies hidden in the cupboards to help ease the pain. I do that often... I don't know how long the phase will last but I promise, you'll get through it and be stronger for it. I hope tomorrow goes better at the gym. *hugs*
Why don't you just bring your kids over here when you go to the gym. I won't make him use the potty and I have plenty of practice supervising hitters and biters. I for one certainly don't have perfect kids and don't know anyone who does. I think he will grow out of this too. He is just little so he doesn't understand when you tell him no. Nicky has gotten a lot better and since she is bigger and she understands and gets punished and it computes. Hang in there. My mom always said, "this too shall pass... and it always does. I'm serious about bringing them over.
Blake, Blake, Blake! Gotta love the kid! He needs to see Parker more often. He would hit and Parker would scream and yell at him. Good thing I don't live in San Diego...if I did, I would probably march over to that lady in the kid's club to give her a piece of my mind. You know I would! He's not even 2 for crying out loud!
Max went through a biting phase...but he only bit one kid...it's just that it was every time he saw him...and it always drew blood!! Ya gotta love boy's!! Thanks for admitting to the exhausting side of it...sometimes that's hard to do!! I think you seem like an incredible parent!! Hang in there, we're all right there with ya!!
I'm with the 12-year-old at Disneyland. That boy has left me with my fair share of scratches and has taught me to never lay prone on the ground expecting to not get punched. Good thing I love him, or else... I'd like to see Robyn yell at that Kids' Club!
Emilee, yes my DAUGHTER, wen through this too. She pushed and hit and did all kinds of not so nice things to other kids. I think its their way of trying to be big...especially when they have older siblings. She grew out of it. Its ok, breath deep and have another cookie! hehehe You will laugh about it when this phase is over!
It reminds me of when your mom, Diane, was little and we lived on Nocturne Dr. Diane would go to play with a little girl down the street named Sharon - welllll I dreaded when I saw Sharon's mom marching down to our house to get after me for what Diane had done to Sharon and wanted me to punish her while she was there. Oh the woes of motherhood. Love ya
Oh Blake! I know he'll grow out of it. You do have to laugh about him strutting his stuff around like a proud rooster!
Have you thought about Supernanny?
Expelled from kids club...how is that going to look on his record? He's such a cute kid...he'll learn to harnass in his strength in time. YOu are a fantastic mom! Blake is so cute, it cracks me up when he goes up and slugs someone cuz he smiles so cutely while he does it.
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