There are some things about my life that I have decided to accept and get over. One of these things has to do with this boy and his blanket. They are inseparable and that's that. It is a behavior I fought for quite a while. Every morning, I made Grant leave the blanket behind in his crib. Every morning he cried and screamed about it. Every morning he was grouchy until his nap when he could be reunited with the beloved bedfellow. Then we would start the whole thing again after nap time. Finally, lightning struck my brain and I thought, "What is the big deal?" The blanket came out of the crib and we've all been much happier. It does not come in the car or to Church. But it goes everywhere Grant goes while we are at home. And I wash it at least 3 times a week.
Another thing I've gotten over recently is my issues with needles. I'm a big wimp. It has been a challenge made worse by the fact that I have tiny deep veins which are useless for purposes of I.V.s and blood drawing. On one of my blood tests a couple months ago, I went through every nurse in the office. They tapped out both arms and both hands. One nurse suggested trying my feet. Another nurse suggested they send me to some other clinic where they deal with drug addicts and are more used to these kinds of situations. Finally, a saintly woman found a good spot. I've had to go in for these blood draws so much lately and had been fretting over them every time. I have to take the kids with me which is an added stress. But the amount of exposure to the experience has had a positive effect. Today I went in for my 300th blood test. I noticed this morning that I wasn't nervous about it. They even sent the rookie nurse in to stick me. She had to fish around a little and I was totally unbothered by it.
Now on the other hand... there is recent reality of my life that I refuse to get over. It would seem that Grace is incapable of taking me seriously unless I have transformed myself into an angry, fiery, two-headed, yellow-eyed monster. I ask her nicely multiple times. I suggest other things for her to do. I give her warnings. She doesn't respond until I'm loony with impatience. There is a part of me that is ready to give up and just be that crazy mom all the time. But a bigger part of me wants it to be better for both of us. So I put me in time out too.
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Have you tried counting to three then a consequence? Good luck!! I've been there... wait a minute, I'm still there!!!
Good luck with Grace and remember to follow through with the concequences. I think it gets better when they turn 4 so for now store some choclate or cookies or chocolate cookies in your time out spot.
Man, those are cute pictures!
And I'm so sorry about those needles. Have you fainted at all? If they had to fish around on me I think I'd faint.
And I like Darcy's idea. That's what I do with my Little Man and he responds really well.
I also like Ina's idea. Chocolate in Mommy's time-out corner. Mmm! :)
Ladies- Thanks for the suggestions. We do the counting to three + a consequence method too. She's just a 3 1/2 year old. I have to remind myself. It doesn't help that I still have pregnancy hormones floating around, and I'm on birth control and it all makes me a little short tempered these days... But Grace is a pleaser. She doesn't like being in trouble. So she responds well to the consequence- usually a time out. Some days I just feel like a broken record, you know?
Hides- I have fainted multiple times. It is completely ridiculous. Not usually for shots, but anything that needs to go into or out of my veins is trouble. A lot of times there is fishing or multiple sticks involved and I get all worked up about it- which is silly because it doesn't even hurt that badly. But like I said, I really feel like I'm getting over it. (fingers crossed)
I also hate needles, and I don't think that getting stuck with one 300+ times would make that any different. You must be a saintly woman to go through that and now, to not let it phase you. You go girl. I wish you luck with Grace also. I haven't figured out when it gets better, cause it just seems like the older my Emma gets, the better she knows what bottons to push, not just on me, but Shawn also. I think that I am in for it.
We had a big problem with the I am my own mind child. We started a sticker page. We have several boxes and every time they do a task without being asked, or doing it the first time they get a sticker. If they don't they lose one. Let me tell you, my 2 year old cries when she loses the sticker. So all it usually takes is....I am going to have to take away a sticker. It works likes charm! I have found my two headed nasty monster go into hibernation for the most part.
Jesse
Sorry but you get the thin deep veins from my gene pool. I too have a very difficult time giving blood or getting blood tests. I usually end up very bruised from all the digging. I find it helps to drink about a quart of water before the needle stick. I try to get so water sogged so that the blood gushes once they find a vein. Love Ya
Dad
Jesse,
Grant gets the blanket thing from his dad . . . yes, Cori had a yellow blanket that had a silky top and he didn't want to go anywhere without it . . . he drug that thing around for years!
And maybe the independant, I want to do it my own way comes with the first one . . . Arianne was just like that as well
Love you!
mom O
I love Grant with with blanket! Have you ever read the children's book "The Prince and the Pink Blanket" by Barbara Brenner? If not, you should definitely check it out - it fits Grant perfectly! (even though his is not pink)
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