It starts the same as every other time: biting his fingers. Soon Baby Bee is shaking, screaming and flapping—all the usual things associated with a meltdown. I can handle all this. Staying calm during trying times is my specialty for whatever reason.
Friday, July 10, 2015
Thursday, June 11, 2015
Recently I needed to stop by my office at work to pick something up and I had to take Baby Bee along. He was more than reluctant to go because of "the people" there. He came up with a number of alternate plans (he could stay home, he could go to his caregiver's house, he could wait in the car) but the reality was he had no other choice. He was paralyzed with fear. So rather than dragging him against his will, I did what all parents do--I bargained with him.
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
You mention this in response to almost everything I say about Baby Bee. About how we "do life."
I know you don't mean anything when you say it.