The title of this post may sound a little strange, but I promise that it makes sense. Not long ago, I wrote about the normal that we are now experiencing, and not just as a family, but as a nation. It’s this new normal that led me to think about the communication between my husband, my kids, and myself.
The sudden changes, of being locked in the house, has caused my kids to start acting out. Though some of what they do is amusing, it is no less draining.
Our middle, who has been potty trained for a bit, started forgetting the process. By now, his undies could have substituted his diaper for all he cared. Of course, according to him, it was nothing more than an “accident”, as he says adorably. Then today, my husband walked into the boys room to find that he had taken it upon himself to make a random box his potty. His explanation: he was watching something, so he didn’t have the time!
“Any problem, big or small, within a family, always seems to start with bad communication. Someone isn’t listening.”
If you can imagine – infuriating. And gross, very gross!
Our oldest, decided that now he won’t go to the potty alone, he always needs a companion. He’s been doing this by himself for so long, then suddenly he forgot how. According to him, he’s afraid of the dark, even in broad daylight before the turns on the light switch.
Apart from our bathroom woes, they constantly fight, over the smallest things. The youngest of them, only one just this past month, learned how to throw a genuine, bonafide, real temper tantrum. I mean, head slamming, feet kicking, tantrum. It’s surely a sight to behold. In some instances it can even be deemed adorable… at least for now.
Until today, my husband and I had been racking our brains on what it could be, and why. We’ve gone as far as purchasing a responsibility chart and a hanging schedule in the hopes of brining in more structure that school used to provide. But today, I talked to parents and told them of the funny side of things, even if they gross. And we came to this conclusion, it’s normal.
Same as my last post, this is our new normal, even if it is a little disgusting. Of course, that does not mean that I will be letting my son use whatever he wants as a substitute for a bathroom! We did have a nice and calm chat with him about why we don’t do that and how to prevent it in the future.
These discussions are what led me to understand that they have no other language in which to express their concerns. Most likely, they don’t themselves fully understand why they have been acting out the way that they have been. Instead, they feel the changes deep within as something that is beyond their control, causing some behavioral issues.
This is what I mean by they Language of Toddlers. It can be messy, sometimes disgusting, assuredly frustrating, but it is the only one that they have. I’m sure that there are other parents that found themselves in the exact same situation, and maybe even came to the same conclusion that I did much earlier than me.
So, I would like this just to be a reminder that you are not alone in this if you have found yourself in such a situation. There are no right answers to it. Each child will express themselves a little differently, and as parents we just need to remember to slow down and try to understand. Try to put our selves in their shoes before we get frustrated beyond belief.
With that being said, I will have to check soon to make sure we have no other bedroom surprises!