The Threenager

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Three's the Charm

Three’s the charm…that’s what they always say, right?  Unless it’s referring to the three year old, aka, ‘the threenager’.

I remember hearing about the ‘Terrible Twos’ before I had my son and thinking, “That sounds like a nightmare!”  Then, my son turned two, and I cautiously await the stage of biting, throwing, tantrums, etc., that everyone had warning of.  By the time my son was two and a half, I thought to myself, “Wow, could we have somehow been blessed to miss the terrible twos?” threenager

Yes and no.

At about two years, ten months my delightful Prince Charming of a son basically skipped the terrible twos and turned right into the beastly threenager.

“Shhhh! Mommy, don’t say that!”

“That’s disgusting!”

“I don’t like it, not one little bit!”

These and a few other not so pleasant phrases soon came part of his every day (EVERY.DAY!) dialogue with me.  Add in the 3 times a week fight to not nap, along with the boycott against eating pretty much anything besides chicken nuggets and blueberry-banana smoothies, and you are beginning to get an idea of what life has become.

At first I decided to take a stand against everything. “I’ll show him who’s boss,” I thought.  Go ahead and laugh you more experienced parents. Don’t worry, I’m a quick learner.  One day, while exercising and listening to my play list, the following lyrics stood out:

I thought things couldn’t get much worse but guess what they did….

this time it’s goodbye trouble

I feel the light at the end of this tunnel

I get stronger with every step

come hell, come high water

you push on me I’m gonna push back harder

got a whole lot more than little bit me left”

 

That was when I decided I needed to regroup in order to have a new plan to survive the threenager stage.  This lead to me developing some new mantras for our family:

  1. As long as the food plan is reasonably healthy over a 24 hour period, that’s good enough.
  2. He can sleep with a toy, as long as it’s only one, and it’s not dangerous, because sleep is gold.
  3. Learning from natural consequences, such as falling when he runs ahead, will make him more resilient.
  4. Less is more, as in less debating, more modeling the behavior you want goes much farther.
  5. When all else fails, play a song and have a dance party. (Our personal favorites are “Happy” and “Top of the World”.)

So those of you in the trenches with me, did I miss anything?  More experienced parents, please tell me by this time next year my Prince Charming will have returned.

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I'm a full time mom/teacher/wife/daughter who feels pulled in too many directions! My son Michael took over 24 hours to be born, and at 6 months old he was diagnosed with allergies to dairy, eggs, soy, shrimp and wheat... all after my exclusively nursing because I was SO SURE that would help him be a healthy kid. The joke was clearly on me. Luckily at age 1, he outgrew his soy and wheat allergies. Fingers crossed the others will soon follow. In July of 2015 I gave birth to my second son, Christopher. Thankfully he doesn't seem to have an allergies and is pretty happy go lucky. I'm grateful between my husband who doesn't eat any veggies and me always battling my weight makes for 3 meals to prepare every night. No wonder I'm so dang tired! It's a good thing I love to cook and don't require more than 7 hours of sleep since I often get far fewer than that. I am addicted to Scandal and Nashville, but other than that, most nights I'm content to surf Pinterest and pin way too many crafty pins I will never do with my son. I hope readers can relate to me or at least have a chuckle at my expense.

2 COMMENTS

  1. As my daughter is about to turn 2, everyone is now worrying me about the 3s. Unlike you, we hit the tantrums and terrible-two behavior a few months ago, and now I’m wondering if I’ll be able to keep my sanity through both the 2s and 3s 🙂 I’ll be looking at your tips often. And if you hear about a woman going mad in Bethel, know that it’s probably me.

  2. Don’t worry Allison…I’ll be here when you need someone to bang heads with.
    Hopeful if your’s started early, it will end early.

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