We might be in trouble...
At 15 months, my child can throw a temper tantrum that alternately makes me want to burst into tears or giggle uncontrollably. (What? You don't get the urge to laugh when your toddler is face down on the floor in a pool of snot and tears because her sister has the pink sippy cup she wants? Is that just me?) I'm not talking about just any old breakdown that toddlers have when they're overtired, agitated, or seeking attention. I am talking about an all-out, limp-bodied, red-faced, tears-streaming FIT. She throws her hands around, hitting anything in her way (me, herself, the wall, etc.), and generally just ends up face-down on the floor, screaming her little heart out. THIS IS NOT A LEARNED BEHAVIOR...the girls are generally only around other kids at church and I don't know of much tantrum-throwing going on in the nursery there.
Seriously, though, is this normal for 15 months? I expected it at two, sure...and I've heard the threes are even worse than the twos for a lot of kids. But 15 months? Are you kidding me?! If there is this much drama now, what will it be like when she is two or three? I need a good, strong drink just thinking about it...and I don't even drink!
Like many new parents, and especially parents of multiples, I spent most of the first year just trying to get through the day. It's just now really starting to sink in that these are little people I am raising. The things we do now will shape their attitudes and actions forever...the way we parent them now will affect their entire lives. That's a pretty sobering thought, and I realize I need to spend a lot more time thinking and praying about this issue.
How do I shape my children into the ladies I want them to eventually be? How do I deal with this temper in a way that prepares Addison for the future? How do I stay sane during the next, oh, twenty years or so? Should I start drinking now or wait until they're three and I really need it? (Just kidding!)
What's the secret??
I don't have any answers, but there sure are a lot of thoughts swimming around in my head. I want to raise these girls to be the amazing women I know they can be, and there's a huge challenge in that. I am realizing more and more all the time just how daunting this task of parenting really is. It's about far more than dirty diapers and laundry and sleeping through the night. I am responsible for their LIVES, for better or worse, and that feels like a heavy load right now.