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05:04 am: jumping
Teddy has shifted into another phase, and I'm struggling with this one. He's not listening (or at least, not responding), he's rambunctious, he's lippy. And I'm longing for last week, when he was being sweet and affectionate.


It's all a phase, the good stuff and the challenging stuff. I confess that I prefer the good stuff, despite knowing that I learn more from the challenging stuff.

Every night has become a battle. Some of it can surely be attributed to Teddy's cold, which hasn't been severe but has lingered. He's sleeping very restlessly, apparently needing to drape his body on mine to feel comfortable.

That part's ok. I'm having a harder time with the rest of it. I'm yelling a lot... but if someone's not listening, yelling seems like a natural remedy (must. work. on. whispering.). And it works, so it feels effective in the moment. But I don't like being a yelling parent.

I do not like it. And I'm doing it.

It doesn't help that I'm no longer a night person. I need to wind down and relax just as Teddy's winding up and jumping.

Oh, the jumping. There's so much of the jumping. Teddy has bruises all over his legs because he's discovered jumping. Jumping down the stairs. Jumping off the furniture. Jumping on the furniture. And the worst: jumping on the bathtub.

He's always been so cautious that this reckless jump of the jumping on the jumpy jumping feels odd and frankly wrong.

Of course there's nothing wrong with jumping. Jumping is good! It burns calories! And kiddie kilowatts, too!

Ugh. Around the time I adjust, he'll decide all he wants is to sit.

I'm less sure about my potential adjustment to the not listening. He's been a very obedient child most of his life. Not that obedience is something I seek in a child, but it sure makes life easier. We tell him to do something, he does it. We ask him questions, he answers.

See? Isn't that easy?

Oh, there's the whining and the moaning and the horrible life that's so unfair all because of "you, Mommy! :sniff sniff:" But mostly it's been smooth.

And now we're having conversations like this one (the best my brain can come up with at this hour, so not very good or realistic), in which I'm trying to get him to eat lunch during the very short break I have before my next meeting (while Peter grabs a shower).
me: "Teddy, would you like carrots or celery with your lunch?"
Teddy: "BLAST OFF! :zooom zoooom:"
me: "Teddy, would you like carrots or celery?"
Teddy: [silence]
me: "OK! Carrots it is!"
Teddy: [silence]
me: "Your lunch is ready."
Teddy: [silence]
me: "Teddy, come eat your lunch."
Teddy: [silence]
Teddy: "Do I look like I'm happy about this?"

Yep, that last bit is parroting something I've said to him. So not cute. SO NOT CUTE.

I'm going to be gone 'til the end of the week. I hope Teddy's cold gets better and that Peter's very different parenting style works wonders in my absence.

Current Location: Longmeadow
Current Mood: frustratedfrustrated


Date:January 26th, 2010 12:03 pm (UTC)
*chuckle* see, this is why i'm not a parent. because my response would be "okay, your silence must mean you don't want lunch. you can go to your room while i enjoy mine."

i have a feeling that being around so many other kids every day is starting to make teddy feel comfortable with trying new things, pushing his limits. perhaps some of the kids in his class started on the jumping thing, and he just fell in love with it. :)
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Date:January 26th, 2010 02:43 pm (UTC)

the jumping

I have no idea. A lot of toddlers do a lot of jumping. I have friends who couldn't leave their kids alone in a room because of where they might climb to and jump from. I've been wondering if maybe Teddy had a developmental delay.

OTOH, he's always been pretty good about knowing when he's ready for something.

I've definitely used the "you must not want any" reply too. It's just not what I thought of at 5:00 am. ;)
Date:January 27th, 2010 02:36 pm (UTC)
I have an awful suspicion that I would respond as I do to many things in my life: who's been messing with the remote on this? How come I can't program it right? Which button do you push next? Too old, you say? Darned right!

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Date:January 27th, 2010 08:54 pm (UTC)

Somebody's definitely been messing with my remote!

In fact, I think it got lost in the sofa somewhere.
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