Oh. My. Gosh.
Rachel has turned into a nightmare. All my life I've heard about the "Terrible Two's" and how hard they are to deal with. Let me say I was pretty nervous about going through them with Rachel. We've had our ups and downs over the last year and a half, but they have nothing on what we've been going through the last few weeks.
The "Terrible Two's" is the greatest lie ever told in my opinion. Why doesn't anyone ever talk about the "Terrible Three's"? Wait let's call them the "Terrifying Three's." The closer Rachel got to three, the truth started coming out. Dr's and friends started confiding that their children were holy terrors when they were three and it was way worse than two.
We have been living that in our house the last few weeks. Major--and I mean throwing-herself-on-the-floor-freakishly-sobbing major--tantrums over the tiniest things. Here's a rundown of one that happened today:
1. We were in the bathroom at the Dr's office. She went potty so I told her she needed to wash her hands. She didn't want to. So I helped her get some soap on. When I lifted her up to rinse--because she couldn't reach--she started yelling that she didn't want to see herself in the mirror. Okay...so the next time I only lifted her a little so she could reach the sink. She did not want to rinse that soap off. So instead of getting it everywhere and trying to reason with her, I just quickly rinsed her hands. Then I told her it was time to go and she had a tantrum right there saying she wanted to wash her hands. After I washed her hands because she didn't want to...
There are many more from just today that I could describe, but you get the idea. We have never dealt with the throwing herself on the floor tantrums before so this is all new to me. I was at my wits end yesterday but today they are getting hilarious to watch. Tantrums over water on her toothbrush, what song we are going to sing to go to bed, the list goes on and on.
Someone please help me....