Of course, I am not a professional poet, or even an amateur one, but desperate times require desperate measures. We are a little more than a month into the Terrific Two’s. (If I am resistant to the more standard nomenclature i.e. Terrible Two’s, it is simply because I am determined to focus on the positive sides of this unique yet universal experience called Parenting.)
Still, there have been some trying times lately involving car seat resistance, mealtime mayhem, etc. I am not an explosive person, I try to keep the drama to a minimum and yet I share most parent’s desire to have a well-behaved child. And I have every reason to believe that I presented challenges to own my parents. (Let’s just say that bedtime was not my strong suit: I know this, I own it, and I recognize all the stalling techniques as if I invented them myself.)
This is just the long way of introducing my current survival mechanism. When the going gets tough, some go shopping, and others, like me, escape to The Land of Rhyme. I highly recommend. The following is meant to be recited silently in your head when you’ve already made your point, you’ve repeated it with great seriousness, and your child is still doing the exact opposite of what has been requested.
I know that this,
Is just a phase.
I know this shall pass,
Though it will be crazed.
Please just give me strength,
And a donut with extra glaze.
Or a fully stocked cabinet of cookies,
Through which I can graze.
Or how about a glass of red,
And a well-padded chaise?
So that I may simmer quietly,
Instead of going up in a blaze.
Child, before you hit town,
Life was a series of carefree days.
Now each hour is a behavior minefield,
And an emotional maze.
I know that sitting in a car seat,
Causes you extreme malaise.
And if your moose t-shirt is in the laundry,
I should expect extreme delays.
But please, as discussed, food is supposed to stay,
ON high chair trays.
I have showered you with positivity,
And so much praise.
I have admonished, requested,
Even bribed you to change your ways.
And of course my love for you,
Could fill a thousand essays.
Right now, though, I have no more tricks, my patience has waned,
So all I can do is repeat this phrase:
I know I know I know,
This is just a phase.
You go through all the phases you want My Little Man.
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Any advice for getting through the Terrific Two’s, Three’s or even Tweens and Teens? Please leave a comment below!
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Love it. I’ll let you know if I think of any wise advice but right now, all I can say is I hear ya!
Well, in truth, that is just as valuable as advice! Power to the Parents!
Brilliant poem
Thank you
Jocelyn, you are not going to want to hear this, but having gone through it four times,
The Terriffic Twos are far better than the Confused Tweens and Moody Teens!
Well I do appreciate the heads up: this will give me ample time to create more bad parenting poetry… 🙂
Give him lots of choices (just make sure all of the choices are your ideas). Oh, and get a dog to catch all the falling food?
ha ha – yes, choices, as in: “do you want to walk to the diaper change or do you want me to carry you? (Because we ARE going to change that diaper now.)
Dog: I am thinking that my ability to take on more responsibility right now is about at goldfish…but you and I both know that rarely ends well, AND they don’t exactly help out with food “dropped” (thrown) on the floor! 🙂
No advice here! You are doing all you can do, which is accept his spirited ways and ride it through. Love the poem 🙂 #manicmonday
Thanks! It is a bumpy ride but I guess it’s good to laugh… 🙂
Beautiful poem. I love your positivity. Any parent would be subjected to breakdowns and loss of temper, but the fact that you turn your frustration to poetry is quite something. I have no sound advice, but I can tell you that you son is lucky to have such a patient mother as you. He may not realize it now, but he’ll thank you in the long run. Thank you for sharing!
Thanks, trying to keep it calm/positive/funny but it is definitely not easy 🙂
Well, you sure have a great attitude and that goes a long way. 🙂 Ellen
thanks – yes, gotta keep a sense of humor through all of this! thanks for stopping by 🙂