No

Nothing is more frustrating as a child to hear the word “no” all the time. For a lot of parents it’s hard to tell their child “no”. However, saying “no” to your child can be one of the most important things that they can learn from you. Saying “no” to your child teaches them limits. It helps them become well rounded when they get older, and know that they can’t always get what they want in life. It also teaches them that it’s okay to tell people “no” when they get older, when they don’t want to do something with friends, and it helps them stand their ground with what they believe in.

Sometimes as parents we can feel like a broken record saying “no” all the time.

Ask yourself these questions before telling your child “no”

Is it hurting them?
Is it hurting you?
Is it hurting what they’re doing?
Is what they’re doing wrong?

If these answers are “no” then maybe we don’t need to tell them “no” with certain things. A lot of parents want to say “no” all of the time simply because it shows they’re in charge.

Children find happiness in the smallest things and if you’re telling them “no” just because what they’re doing annoys you, maybe you should find a different way to cope with the situation.

Dolan recently has been crying if you don’t let him do or have what he wants. He wants the TV remote, it is hurting the remote by him drooling and biting on the buttons. So we never let him have it unless he just wants to hold it. Which is NEVER the case!

But, at this point, saying “no” isn’t yet a detrimental thing. But we have been trying to incorporate it some. But we really don’t see a need to be one of those parents who say no for no reason just because we feel like it.

It’s tough being a parent. It’s like trying to be a good person. You wake up everyday and try do make good choices, do the right things, and set good example for our kids!

Xoxo AV

Baby’s First Melt Down

The other day Dolan had his first real meltdown. It was crazy!

He just got his upright big boy car seat the hasn’t mastered how to feed himself a bottle while sitting in it yet. We were on our way to the store and he started crying because he was ready to eat. I let him cry a bit, seeing if he could hold off until we got to the store.

That wasn’t going to happen! I had to pull over into an empty lot and at this point he was pissed. I fed him his bottle and we were on our way to the store. I was in a bit of a hurry, had somewhere to be after. If you have children you know that hurrying + fussy children = a delay that you wouldn’t have had I the first place had you not been in a hurry.

So we got out of the store and when the wind blew I could smell a shitty diaper. LOL So, instead of going back into the store I decided to change him in the back of our SUV. BAD IDEA! He kept trying to roll over and succeeded every time. It was a serious struggle, this little boy is strong. Did I mention that I only had three wipes and Dolan was screaming the whole time? I mean SCREAMING!! He was screaming like someone was hurting him each time I would turn him back over. Shit was getting everywhere, shit on my hands, shit on my my arms, shit on the changing mat, and shit on his legs. I was trying to wipe him while he was turned onto his tummy and that’s when I had used up the last little section on my last wipe. He was already in a bad mood, now this was the icing to the cake. I decided that this was good enough, I could change him again when I got home. He continued to scream as I put him in the car seat.

My husband wanted me to stop and get food at a drive through real quick before coming home to wake him. On the way there, Dolan had calmed a bit but not much. I was singing the usual calm down song which is ” If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands.” He cried all the way to the fast food place, and I thought about just going home, but when we got there he stopped crying and so I decided to go ahead.

As soon as another car got behind me, he started screaming again. I was locked in for a bumpy ride! He was screaming at the top of his lungs and it was my turn to order. I apologized before ordering and the woman laughed and I apologized after again. She must have children because it didn’t seem to phase her. The next window I had to pay, yes he is still screaming. I paid cash and told him to keep the change, the guy actually looked annoyed or insulted that I asked him to keep it. I just wanted to roll the window up so they couldn’t hear. I actually thought about driving away without even getting the food so I wouldn’t have to roll my window down again! But I did, last window. WHEW! The lady gave me my items as quickly as she could and I pulled away.

Since he was still screaming, now louder than ever, I thought he was going to make himself sick! I pulled into a parking spot and gave him his pacifier, rubbed his head and told him he was okay. He stopped crying! Yes! A mother’s touch! And then I got in, buckled up and it started again! At this point I felt like crying too. There’s nothing worse than not being able to make your child happy. We got a mile down the road, none of my songs were working. There was a church, THANK GOD! I pulled in, jumped in the backseat and cradled him in my arms. He fell asleep in literally 2 seconds! He didn’t even wake up when I put him back in the car seat, nor when we got home and I transferred him into his crib, and he still didn’t wake up when we later put him back in his car seat, to leave.

What a day!! Needless to say, afterwards I was exhausted and refused to go anywhere without my husband for the remainder of the weekend. Note to self: Don’t take short cuts when in a hurry, it will make you late!!

Xoxo AV