My son is beautiful, brilliant, sweet, funny and just a wonderful kid. But he's another thing, too: Almost 2 and a half. And you know what that means. Lying on the floor when he doesn't want to do something. No his favorite word. Tantrums, tantrums, tantrums. Sobbing his eyes out because I took away the toy he was just standing on (and I told him not to). And so on. You moms know what I mean. I love him so much, but it's exhausting.
Any moms and/or dads who've been through it have any advice? I don't want to crush his spirit, but I need some coping skills. Comments are welcomed. In the meantime, I'm going to take a nap.
Labels: Boo, motherhood, terrible twos, tired