So I was sick with Strep Throat this last weekend while visiting my Mom. She not only got to play Nurse for me (Thanks Mom!) but she also got to witness my little monster first hand.
He didn't want to get his pull-up changed when he woke up (but was very wet) and I didn't want him to get everything wet (and for his health of course) so I insisted. The sleepy little sweetie went and was quickly replaced by the monster. Kicking, screaming, hitting- you name it he was doing it. I did take off the sopping pull-up and replaced it with a nice clean and dry one if only temporary.
Mom could not believe how he was behaving. She obviously thought I had exaggerated his behavior. She told me to go relax, that I didn't need to deal with his behavior. She would take care of him. Oh boy. I went into the living room trying to ignore his screams and cries.
The little guy continued his tantrum for about a half an hour total - throwing his blankie out to us (each time a little closer to us), took off the dry pull-up, peed on the floor and then came to me saying he was sorry and still sobbing.
We talked about his behavior and why it wasn't acceptable, etc. Then Mom saw the urine on the floor and let Little Monster know she was upset about it. He felt bad. I think it was the first time Grandma had really scolded him, and good.
And although I was frustrated it happened, I was glad someone else witnessed it. I felt like I wasn't the worst Mommy in the world.
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