Where my daughter learned the word “hate” I still can’t fathom.. I’m sure it came from me screaming about hating the ridiculous driver in front of me at some point in our day, but I don’t know if I am ready to admit that to myself.<\/p>\n
Weren’t these supposed to be the tender years? Wasn’t my daughter supposed to love me unconditionally at least until she was thirteen? I mean, I know she loves me but I never thought my two year old would be screaming “hate” and “mean” at me.. Maybe my unruly teenager ten years from now – but never my sweet two year old.<\/p>\n
Me<\/strong>: “Hey Mags, wanna have a snack?”<\/p>\n
Mags<\/strong>: (happily and bubbly)”snack.. yes!”<\/p>\n
Me<\/strong>: “How about some peanut butter crackers? That sounds kinda yummy, doesn’t it?”<\/p>\n
Mags<\/strong>: (with the rage of Joe Pesci’s character in Goodfellas)
\n“NO!!!!! HATE peb-butter!! HATE MEAN crr-ckers!!!!!!!!!! HATE MOMMY!!!! HATE HER!!!!! HATE HER!!!!!”<\/p><\/blockquote>\nAnd then she rallies around the house building up an army against me.<\/p>\n
Mags<\/strong>: (to our dog Jackson) “jack-thon, YOU hate mommy TOOO!”<\/p>\n
Mags<\/strong>: (to her My Little Pony doll) “Peeny, YOU hate mommy TOO!”<\/p>\n
Mags<\/strong>: (to her brother) “Jo-thep, YOU hate mommy TOO!”<\/p>\n
And it goes on and on and on.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
For about the last two weeks this has been a typical scene peppered throughout our day. Yeah sure, we have good moments too but they are becoming fewer and far between than the “strong willed” moments. The girl has some serious rage issues……..<\/p>\n
I know it will pass and I know it is just a phase and that she is testing boundries and blah blah blah.. It’s good for a little girl to be strong willed, right? It is good that she is displaying independence and strength, right? And if I am good mom I can cultivate this into a balanced human being who, in the future will be able to fend for herself. Knowing all that sure as hell doesn’t make it any easier to swallow at the moment.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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