Motherhood: Life With a Threenager


Three started out like a dream. More affection, more silliness, more conversation. I was amazed at how different it felt from the two’s. I mean, it felt like Parker was a straight up grown-up all of a sudden.

Fast forward to ALMOST 3.5 years old (aka, like two weeks ago) and I feel like we have a full-fledged teenage boy on our hands. Or actually, like a teenage girl, because I swear he is just like I was when I was 16.

Right now we are just kind of sitting back and letting this (hopefully) ride out, because dang this has been rough. With Parker, I've always felt like we lucked out big time. For the most part, he has been a super fun, loving, and generally easy kiddo. But boy have we seen some changes lately.

What changes you ask? Haha! Ok, allow me to walk you through this a bit. And PLEASE comment, text, call, email, whatever, and let me know if you have experienced this because this has been straight up BATTLE. World War III.

So, the screaming...

If he doesn’t get something, if we have to leave a place he wants to be at, or basically if something or anything doesn't go his way, in come the screams. Not only are there the screams, but also come the "I hate you!" and "You are mean!" or just hits to the face. Yep. This is all while mid scream. And this seems to happen most often in public places. Yay!

I remember specifically the first night this happened. The screams were accompanied with a LOT of hitting and throwing things and that night Tyson and I went right to battle with him. We yelled back and tried to be as firm as possible. And guess what... there was no winner that night. It just kept going and going and going and going and going. Until we were all practically in tears.
That night I realized, when you are dealing with the out of control behavior, nothing gets solved in those moments. No lessons will be learned, no impressions to be made.

Since that night, we've now been asking him to go upstairs to his room every time this situation happens. And sometimes he will cry and scream and throw things at his door for what seems like an hour, but eventually he stops. And lately we've been noticing it really paying off because he will now come downstairs after getting all his frustration out and come right down to say "I'm really sorry for getting mean."

So needless to say, this a work in progress, but I never in a million years thought I'd see a 3-year-old get this worked up. I mean, when he gets upset, I swear it's the same way a teenager would. Definitely not a small child. And then of course 5 minutes later you get this amazing, loving and sweet boy again (such a dang rollercoaster!).

Anyway, I feel like I have to share this because it’s important to remember that things aren’t always as smiley and perfect as they seem to be in photos. Parenthood has it's ups and downs, and no one does it perfectly.

I know this will pass. It’s a phase and we will be ok. But dang, being in the thick of it is rough. And as I've always said... we are going to mess up a million times I'm sure, but at the end of the day love never fails. All we can do is try our best and then tell him how much we love him regardless.

This too shall pass : )

Happy weekend, friends!
xx

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