Today's post is brought to you by these two:
Resident tantrum throwers extraordinaire and professional sanity steelers to the max.
I mentioned in my last post that we had a doozie of day last week and while I am not going to hash that entire day out in detail (you are so very welcome) I will say that in hindsight it was definitely the case that the 2 culprits of most of the insanity were this new dynamic dramatic duo.
If I ever complained about Naomi being hard or trying or difficult I am heartily sorry and I take it all back. Future Naomi, just know that you never ever gave me a run for my money like these to screaming machines. They are adorable, sweet, and full of so much personality:
I have blogged before about Bernadette's aptitude in the tantrum throwing department, and I have since deleted a few posts for fear of offending her in the future. The gist with Bernadette is that I have no idea where she learned to throw her tantrums but she is better at it than any child I have ever met, and I have almost 30 nieces and nephews and have done my fair of babysitting and nannying. She is the very best.
The crazy (read: scary) thing about Lucy is how clear it is that she has been schooled in the art of tantruming by none other than the above listed expert. Down to pitch of the scream and the flailing of the limbs, she mimics Bernadette's tantrums perfectly, to a tee. This fact makes me a little worried that all my wishing and hoping and thinking and praying that in-utero baby Joseph will be a bit calmer and spared the tantrum gene due to the gender difference is completely unfounded since he will learn from the 2 best tantrumers this side of the Mississip.
The problem is that betwix the hubs and myself we have really exhausted almost every piece of advice from every person in the whole world and we still end up coming to this conclusion: there is nothing we can do.
To negative? Ok, there are some helpful things: feeding them, not provoking them, giving them every little thing they want exactly when they want it (we all know that's really the only key).
Our peak tantrum time frame is when I try to initiate nap time, which I have done every day, for the entirety of each girls' life. I am a nap Nazi of sorts and I am proud of it. That means that there is literally NEVER a day that I don't make Lucy nap: she is 1, she still needs a nap. But ever since Bernadette started not sleeping during the nap hour, my attempts to initiate some "quiet rest time" with her end up in a crazy tantrum every SINGLE day, which Lucy has witnessed and started imitating every SINGLE day. It damn near breaks me most of the time and I have now begun to deal with it by just letting Lucy her take a bottle to bed with her and you can judge your heart out but it beats me receiving multiple swift kicks to the pregnant abdomen and Lucy smashing her head on more than one wall corner from the back arching. Bottle it is for now. Bernadette's fits are often dealt with by bribing and empty threats, because I know how to parent.
And so in conclusion, if you ever wanted to ruin someone's day by sending your kids to their house to throw constant tantrums all day long but your kid does not know how to throw one? Just send them here, they will be trained with the best of the best and be A+ tantrum throwers for life, or your money back.