If you're feeling brave, share one of your most recent/most memorable/most epic parenting meltdowns!
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It wasn't that epic, but the other day B was asking me the same question over and over and over again as I was in a rush trying to get him into the car - I think he was asking me why I wasn't going to drive - and finally I semi-yelled "BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO DRIVE!" He immediately said, sadly, "Mommy, why are you yelling at me?" and I felt TERRIBLE. And then even worse when a few minutes later he said quietly "Mommy, will you say I'm a good boy?" The kid is really really good at guilt.
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Uhh the whole week where DD had coxsackie, screamed/cried all day, refused to eat/drink, only wants me, wants to be held/rocked to sleep, and I'm 34 weeks pregnant....
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@erinbaderin: Ouch on the reply from him. DS1 says similar things when I lose my cool. Hits you right in the gut.
The most recent was DS1 "bopping" DS2 on the head. We had asked him to stop doing it a few times...he does it when he's excited, and forgets when we tell him to stop. He did it one last time, and DS2 started crying. I laid into DS1, and he was crying so hard that he was hyperventilating. I felt terrible, because he knew right away he was in trouble, but I was so frustrated with his lack of listening.
Later, he said something similar to your son, @erinbaderin. Something like, "Mommy, I'll be a good listener so you won't yell at me again." Break my heart, kid!
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This is so dumb and embarrassing but I had a meltdown in a fast food parking lot. When my daughter was about 8 weeks she went through a super fussy period and would cry if she wasn't being held. At that time, I had her in the car seat and was running errands, so I stopped at the drive through at a Wendy's to get a cheeseburger. She cried during the entire time and I was a wreck. I got my burger, drove off, but when I went to eat it, they had the order wrong and put everything on the burger, which I despise - I can't eat mayo/ketchup/mustard on burgers, I just can't. I drove back to the restaurant to get back in the drive through line and NOPE, it was like 10 cars deep, so I get my daughter in her heavy as crap car seat inside during 90 degree heat, but there's an entire construction crew in line. So I start crying, threw the bag with the wrong order on the ground and yell the F-word. It was bad. But then I was still so hungry that I gave up, called my mom, and waited in the drive through line again for that cheeseburger.
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@mrsjd this sounds like me when my son was like birth to 3 or 4 months. He never. stopped. crying. He had very severe reflux and mspi and we could not get it under control. I had to literally spend all day walking/rocking to get him to sleep because he was so uncomfortable and miserable (and usually hysterical). I remember one afternoon I was walking him around the nursery and bawling myself (not uncommon) and begging him (outloud) "Please stop crying, please stop crying, please stop crying" Thankfully my husband was there. I sounded like a crazy person.
When he wasn't there I would just put him in the crib for 5 minutes and lay on the floor outside his door and sob because I didn't know how I could get through the day. Ugh. Bad times. In retrospect I probably needed some Zoloft.
When he wasn't there I would just put him in the crib for 5 minutes and lay on the floor outside his door and sob because I didn't know how I could get through the day. Ugh. Bad times. In retrospect I probably needed some Zoloft.
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