Its been over an hour. I sit typing and listening to the darling youngest of mine continue to cry and whine. It started at Auntie Kristin's house. Little Madelyn started into one of her all-to-frequent melt downs. The discipline did NOT work and the fit continued so we loaded up rather abruptly and came home. On the way to the car, I was carrying her, kicking and screaming this hideous scream. I was so embarrassed. At least she wasn't screaming "this isn't my mommy." I was just waiting for someone to call 911 to report a kidnapping.
To her room she went while the others got to take baths and have ice cream. Still wimpering and whining. Thought she was out but noooooo, still awake, still crying. WHAT DO WE DO!??!!!
Doug and I seem to be at a loss. None of the others were like this. At all. She seems to be unbreakable. I'm determined to win this battle, but I'm wondering how long this "stage" is going to take. Its been a good year/year and a half maybe. Any/all advice will be considered. :) I told my mom tonight that I just know she's going to be a great adult.... a really strong willed, determined, world-changing adult. In the meantime....
Oh, wait. What do I hear now? Why its laughter coming from her bedroom. And just like that, the switch has been flipped. Its a good thing I am her mother, because I would probably have to leave her in the grocery store or something. ARRGGGHH