I am at my wits end. I have been battling my girls for so long that six months of colic and reflux are looking like pleasant times. It just gets worse and worse.
Overall, they have decent manners in public. It just seems like they are so strong- willed that they are almost incapable of doing anything that we ask. Our house forever looks like a tornado hit it, our stress level is off the charts and all the joy in 'parenting' is eclipsed by the next impending disaster.
Everything fell apart this morning. I teach Sunday School but have been out for several weeks, due to illness in the family. Today, I had a new supervisor - a good impression was a must. While I cleaned out my classroom, the supervisor began the next class in an adjoining room. She permitted my girls to play quietly while she began, which of course they could not do. I finished my duties quickly, due to their disruption, climbed up to the girls play area and tried to get them to leave without disturbing the class any further. Can you guess what came next? My youngest (3.5) started screaming the second she saw me that she would "be good" and hid. I was able to get her to come to me, look me in the eye and listen briefly. I told her that her behavior was going to get Mommy in trouble and that we were going to leave without making a fuss and get some lunch. (yes, I even tried to bribe them with ice cream.) I got through to her - sort of. She cried but she at least went down the miniscule steps of the play center. My oldest (4.5) imploded. She started kicking and screaming that I could not make her go. I threw her over my shoulder and began to navigate the narrow steps while she wiggled and raised Cane. (yes, I fell half way down - totally embarrassing myself) I barely managed to carry her into the main hall and close the door without dropping the tantrum throwing tot. There was another class out there that had to endure these hysterics now. She broke free, ran away from me, screamed as loud as she could and broke back into the classroom three times.
Mortified does not begin to describe how I feel right now. When I got her into another area, she ran up and punched me. Furious by this point, I told her I was leaving with or without her. I left the building. Naturally, she came running behind, still screaming. Not wanting to scream my head off or spank her in public, I opened the car and stood there in the rain, calling my husband to support. At that point, both kids got out of the car and kicked me. Yes ... KICKED ME! I cannot remember ever being so angry, so embarrassed or so helpless all at once.
At home, I gave them both lunch, then dealt with them separately. The oldest had to sit with me and write a letter of apology to the other woman for disrupting her class. By the end of that, she was fairly calm and went to her room for a 5 minute time out. While she was in her room, the younger girl had to draw a picture of herself - sad faced - for what she had done and sign her name. Then she got her time out in her room. Both have lost all TV for the entire day.
I have not tried this type of punishment before. I'm very good at blowing my top, so is hubby. Time outs are a regular around here but they usually entail the punished kicking her door for the length of her punishment. The girsl talk back, challenge my authority, throw fits and basically do whatever they want. I cannot take it anymore. I am finishing my teaching degree. How can I control a class of 20 when I cannot control my kids? Has anyone attended the Screamfree seminar? I am working with my husband to attend but he is a firefighter, with a crazy schedule. It is hard to find time to go, or the money. Can this really help? I am desperate. Can this formula help us?
Christine
I hope things are improving around your house. Your story about your struggles that day is in many ways heartbreaking and yet in many ways encouraging. This is because you are beginning to worry more about yourself than your kids--and that's the first and most critical step to becoming a ScreamFree Parent.
I hope you have had a chance to read the book; it wasn't available in stores back in February when you posted, but you can find it most anywhere now (you can also order it through this website). I think you will find in the book a vision for what focusing on yourself first can do to revolutionize your family.
The scene at the Sunday School, and at the car afterwards, is indicative of children asking, in their own distorted way, for Mommy to stop needing them to behave. What kids need most are parents who do not need them. I know this sounds weird, but our need for our kids to comply communicates three messages very clearly: 1) Mommy or Daddy are not in control of their own emotions, you are; 2) your behavior is the driving force in this family; and 3) immaturity equals power.
In contrast, when we no longer need our kids to behave a certain way, when we no longer need their cooperation in order for us show self-control, then we communicate three very different messages: 1) Mommy and Daddy cannot be manipulated by your emotional outbursts (we're bigger than that); 2) your behavior has consequences for you that you (not anyone else) will have to deal with; and 3) power is found in self-control, not neediness or immaturity.
Again, I love that you are beginning to ask more questions about yourself than your kids. There lies the power to change! And the first question is simple: what do I need to do today to stay calm no matter what? Don't focus on anything other than that. Close your eyes when you're tempted to lose it and ask yourself again, What can I do to stay calm no matter what? Don't worry about your kids--they're fine and they'll be fine.
Just focus on you.
Take care,
Hal