3 is so damn HARD October 10, 2007
Posted by spacemom in : Parenting 101 , trackbackI hate the age 3. Really. It’s tough on them. It’s tough on you. They want to do EVERYTHING their way. You? You just want to get them dressed in the morning without the drama of "I WANTED THE PINK TIGHTS!!!! WAAAAAAAA"
And the panties? Who the hell CARES if you wear the panties with Cinderella in front of Belle or the ones with Belle in front of Cinderella? HELLO? I just want that butt covered! Yesterday, Luna did not come to the bus stop with Soleil and I. She was happy to lay down in front of the door, in the front hallway screaming "I want to come!" although she had a pull-up on. And nothing else.
3 is when you learn that you do have input, but you have to work with others
3 is when you learn that you have an impact on your family
3 is when you learn how to do so many things for yourself, you just take forever to do it
3 is when you learn to stop screaming for everything you want and just start working with your family
I strongly suspect that many parents of 3 year olds wonder if this was worth it.
I know it is. I have a 5 year old. And she did go through the "I want to do it myself" stage. And we survived. But MAN does it suck when you are going through it!
Note to self: need more tequila….Go to a package store tonight!


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OMG! that is so true! I learned the HARD way by going back to work teaching 3 yaer olds with MY 3 year old in the same class….glad that’s over…4 is much better so far!!
I dunno…five is problematic sometimes, because the kiddo KNOWS these things but goes into meltdown mode anyway.
But, yeah, 3 is hard. Hard hard hard. This, too, shall pass!
I have so been there and done that. Finally, at four (this Saturday!) we’re reaching detante - I open the drawer and she selects her own (seasonally appropriate) clothes. I try not to break out in hives when she insists on crazy combinations or the same ratty clothes all the time, and she gets dressed (by herself, after sending me out of the room) with a lot less fuss.
The bad news is that the smart mouth reaches epidemic proportions at six…
Crap. I’m going to be there in about 2 months. I forgot about 3. Crap.
Ok, you’re scaring me again. I don’t know if I’ll make it through 3 when 2 is already kicking my butt…
Oh no. My girl’s already got her pullups in a bunch at 2. I have two more years of this?
{Speaking of pullups: I could kill every product development schmuck for putting two designs in a Huggies pullup package. They know by age 2.5 all girls will be demanding the triple-princess on her butt and moms scrambling wondering what to do with half-packages of single-princess diapers. I so feel the rumblings that S. will be doing the Princess trifecta any minute now}!
Thank you for that….
I will need to re-read this every afternoon at 3pm when Coop hits his absolute “I AM THREE!!!!” peak, which makes me want to plant my head through the foundation.
HA, for a second there I was thinking you were the one who commented on my blog saying three was a fabulous age. I was thinking, how dare she comfort me and then post this. And then I realized it was someone else. Hmmm maybe her blog will make me feel better
Thanks for letting us know we’re not alone with the three year old drama.