Relaxing Doesn't Make Babies

Tantrums

November 25, 2011 — 7:44 pm

Today I cleaned out and re-organized our linen closet (ie, the “everything gets stuffed in there” closet), went through a few shelves in the bathroom cabinet that needed it, cleared off my desk, installed a second shelf above my desk (that was a disaster, couldn’t find the damn stud), hung a photo on the wall, went through half of the stuff on the table… oh, and did a load of laundry (err… half, I guess I should put that in the dryer now?). I feel accomplished but have a massive headache.

The headache may not be so much due to doing stuff around the house, but rather due to the screaming toddler tantrums that have been happening all day. She’s really been refining her tantruming technique, she’s progressed to stomping her little feet and following me around while screaming at me. And it’s usually because of something terribly horrible like me refusing to put her on the dangerous chair that spins. I know, I know, Kate is very underprivileged. She wants what she wants, and if she doesn’t get it she’s going to throw a fit. I am less than thrilled about this new stage.

Normally Kate won’t let me use the computer (she wants to play on it too) and gets cranky if I sit on the couch watching my TV shows (but hers are okay), but as long as I’m up and moving around she’s good. She plays with her toys, I take breaks to chase her around and tickle her belly, I get stuff done and we’re all good. Except today. No, today this was not acceptable. She wanted me to play with her every second. If I tried doing something else, going into another room, or sitting down, tantrum. I was especially thrilled by the tantrum she threw when the shelf was falling down and Den and I had to run over to hold it up and try to fix it. She’s just standing at our feet screaming at us. We had to put her in a quick time-out just to get her out of the danger zone so we could fix it! (Boy was she ever pissed.)

I suspected that her crazy moodiness today was indicative of something bugging her but I hadn’t a clue what. And sure enough after she and I both had a dose of tylenol we’re both feeling much less cranky.

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