The tantrums around here have completely escalated lately, to the point where we are having them at grand mal proportions. And yes I’m mostly talking about the toddler variety, though there have been a few adult versions as well in response to certain renovation ‘disasters’. (Let’s not mention how laying the flooring on the stairs went. It’s done now, moving on…)
Tantrums I get. I don’t like them of course, but I totally understand wanting to push against the word ‘no’, especially when it must seem like it is only said to stop things that seem like fun. I know that toddler tantrums are just a part of learning that no matter how much you flail your arms and scream that sometimes you won’t get exactly what you want, when you want it. Hell, we sometimes even forget this lesson as adults!
But the rage… I don’t understand the rage that completely takes over my (mostly) sweet and calm boy. It’s like he becomes possessed by it; hitting and kicking and screaming so much that his face goes bright red and I don’t even recognise him. And he is not one to just lie on the floor either. He will run, slam doors and continue trying to get whatever it is he thinks he should have. Which makes the whole ‘ignore it’ tactic pretty ineffective. Unless of course, you’re happy to ignore said child as he breaks things and hurts himself.
Yesterday it was over a Peppa Pig drink bottle that I didn’t buy. Today it was because his ice-cream ran out. The day before last it was because we wouldn’t let him sit on the table.
Often they coincide with the refusal to have a day nap but sometimes they are also triggered by his determination that “I not need sleep Mummy!”. And each time the only way I’ve been able to calm him, is to literally body lock him against me and rock and shhh until he finally passes out.
I feel like the tantrums are only ramping up as we head towards three. Please tell me he’ll be over this by the time baby brother arrives. (Lie to me).
And in the meantime… what on earth do I do to survive toddler tantrums? Hit me with your tips! Distraction? Time out? (assuming I can find some sort of padded secure space to be the time out area). Take up drinking…?