Toddler Blues


Chinese New Year was something that I looked forward to when I was young but not when I began to hate to travel in the midst of the holiday season getting stuck in traffic jams as if the daily traffic wasn’t enough for me already.

This CNY was bad. Daddy hurt his back and had to lie down. It got me worried that I might get stuck in in the small town. Sara was whiny throughout the reunion dinner in a hot stuffy, over-crowded, filled smoked restaurant with lousy dishes. After the third dish and having to wrestle with a whining toddler, I decided that I had enough of dinner.

But occasionally I enjoyed myself too, playing PS 2 with my in-laws on the dancing mat, while Daddy, like any other year, will lock himself together with his brothers playing Counter Strike. The one who really enjoyed herself would be Sara.

She danced, she jumped, she ate, she played, she ate, she slept and she aeat some more! But it was also the time where she discovered the ugly truth that she can scream while crying letting tantrums on the roll. I now understand as to why people named toddlers as little monters. But I boiled it down to the fact that she did not have enough dosage of sleep since she only had one nap a day during the holiday instead of two.

Sadly she did it again at my mom’s place on Sunday after we returned from the holiday. I decided it was time to let her know Mummy’s limits and I will make sure that she will not like one bit of Mummy’s fury. Spare the rod, spoils the child.

I raised my hand and spanked her on her leg. When she refused to listen, I have no choice but to spank her really hard. She cried while rubbing her leg. She was not the only one crying of course. So did I but silently. I was hurt emotionally and physically, from spanking her. But Daddy and I knew it was time to discipline her.

When she had quiet down while sobbing softly, I held her close to my chest and whispered to her that we love her very much but what she did was not acceptable. I went on to explain to her why I have spanked her. She later cried herself to sleep while resting on me. Heartbreaking? Yes it was. It hurts much more to discipline then being disciplined.

Comments

Ann said…
It hurts terrible to see them look at you surprised when you hit them or scold them...and when they start to cry, it breaks your heart.

But it is necessary....

Seems like MANY did not have a good CNY this year round!

Take care.
Moomykin said…
Discipline is a tough-love word.

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