and I am so sick of it!
If it wasn't so darn stressful, it would almost be funny!
She has stopped her medications completely, so she is constantly on the verge of a meltdown over nothing.
Refuses to bathe. Refuses to wash her face, brush her teeth, change her underwear. O she'll plaster on the eyeshadow, though--she wants to look "pretty".
Can't get along with anybody. Refuses to share. Always has to be first.
Today we went grocery shopping, and she was upset at the thought that she might (*gasp*--heaven forbid!) end up getting stuck pushing the shopping cart. She behaved as though the darn thing might electrocute her or something...standing there with her arms tightly crossed over her chest lest she even accidently touches the thing with her hand.
She was upset that her brother ate one of his--yes HIS snacks. (Why does this upset her? Who the heck knows?)
She was upset that she wasn't allowed to watch cartoons this morning.
She has ONE lousy chore that must be handled the same way one gets a toddler to pick up their toys. You must stand there next to her and point out everything that needs to be done...and patiently repeat yourself....and again...and again...until the task is complete.
For pete's sake! She is FIFTEEN YEARS OLD!!!!
At what point can I PLEASE get out of the "terrible twos" ????
If it wasn't so darn stressful, it would almost be funny!
She has stopped her medications completely, so she is constantly on the verge of a meltdown over nothing.
Refuses to bathe. Refuses to wash her face, brush her teeth, change her underwear. O she'll plaster on the eyeshadow, though--she wants to look "pretty".
Can't get along with anybody. Refuses to share. Always has to be first.
Today we went grocery shopping, and she was upset at the thought that she might (*gasp*--heaven forbid!) end up getting stuck pushing the shopping cart. She behaved as though the darn thing might electrocute her or something...standing there with her arms tightly crossed over her chest lest she even accidently touches the thing with her hand.
She was upset that her brother ate one of his--yes HIS snacks. (Why does this upset her? Who the heck knows?)
She was upset that she wasn't allowed to watch cartoons this morning.
She has ONE lousy chore that must be handled the same way one gets a toddler to pick up their toys. You must stand there next to her and point out everything that needs to be done...and patiently repeat yourself....and again...and again...until the task is complete.
For pete's sake! She is FIFTEEN YEARS OLD!!!!
At what point can I PLEASE get out of the "terrible twos" ????