I get it now. I mean, I realllllly get it now. I thought I got it before, but until you have a strong-willed child of your own – you never truly get it, do you? Who knows, maybe you were like me once – before we spawned a child like ours. Watching those other poor moms with their hands full, literally, not understanding how they could allow a child to behave that way. But before I get into exhibits A, B and C – I first want to say that I am strict. Like strict, strict. My first born knew how to say yes ma’am, no sir, thank you, yes please and follow instructions like a soldier fresh outta boot camp. But that’s just the thing – he’s what you call a “rule follower.” My second born – she’s what you call “the strong-willed child.”
Case in point, ever since she was a tiny baby she knew exactly what she wanted and how she was going to get it. She decided she wanted to start eating solid finger foods at 5 months old – bye bye purees *splat on the floor.* She made up her mind that she was going to walk exactly on the morning of her first birthday *takes first steps that I randomly caught on video.* She agreed with herself that she’s no longer a baby (and breastfeeding is soooo for babies) – so she weaned herself overnight leaving mama in a heap of pain and emotional turmoil (yep, that just happened). And lastly, she has taken up the lovely talent of screaming incessantly until she gets whatever object of desire she wants at the moment, while we all stare in shock at how such a strikingly loud noise can come out of something so pint-sized.
But it’s not just the physical demands – it’s the emotional ones that only a mom of a strong-willed child will understand. In case you’re one of the lucky few who don’t have said child, allow me to paint a not-so-pretty picture for you. So picture a roller coaster of emotions, where you start the day off feeling like you don’t have a care in the world, only to plunge seconds later into a fit of rage. Why you ask? Who knows. Maybe her diaper was still wet from the night before and it was taking mom 2.5 seconds too long to get out of bed and change the dang thing already. Maybe it was because, heaven forbid, mom was trying to get boy child’s breakfast made first because he’s the one who actually has to be somewhere this morning – and you don’t want to see him hangry. Oh, but wait for it…and now it’s all lollipops and rainbows again after inhaling ten pounds of food (seriously, you should see this girl eat). Uh oh, oh no, here it comes. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Boss baby has made her demands yet again and they were not met in a timely and orderly fashion – so heads are gonna roll, people. Luckily, mom has mastered the fine art of distraction followed by the “toy swap,” and all is right with the world again. Until next time…
And I leave you with photographic evidence of her strong-will in action at our local Best Buy 👍 Enjoy – at my expense 😉