Right at the end of August it was seriously like someone had taken my sweet little boy and replaced him with this a clingy, defiant boy.
It all started one night, the boy who never had a problem going into his room to sleep would NOT go into his bed. Screaming and crying he would say "I don't like my bed" "mommy, don't leave me." It was almost like a switched was flipped.
This happened at night and at naps, so I had a non-sleeping two year old who was so cranky during the day. Poor thing was just so overtired that everything was dramatized. Everything was a big deal and the tantrums would last for what felt like hours.
He would only let me hold him and nobody else. He wouldn't let Brian put on his shoes or really even come in the same room without throwing a fit.
I really didn't know what to do. I was hysterical and so tired from being pregnant and just the sudden change in Oak was just so crazy to me. I just couldn't fix it and that bothered me.
One night I had to leave him in his room screaming, I had to sit in my closet with worship music and just praying because I couldn't handle listening to him cry! It was so sad! He began jumping out of his crib, not so much jumping as just flopping out onto the ground and he spent a few nights just sleeping on the floor.
I am glad that I am writing this with a little distance between me and these events, otherwise you would have seen a crazy side of me and for anyone who I talked to in those times, I apologize because I was crazy!
It actually ended up being a great thing. I think that Oak was just becoming more independent and was almost fighting growing up. He didn't like it when we called him a big boy, but insisted on being a baby.
It was during this time, however, we switched him to a big boy bed because he couldn't stay in his crib jumping out. Also, he decided to be potty trained. Seriously, he just decided that he wanted to start using the potty. It is funny to me because I had this goal that by January that he would be out of his crib, no paci and begin potty train. The kid however, fast tracked me and decided that all of these things needed to happen on his time and not mine.
The nighttime sleep fixed itself after the beach. Naps took a little longer to get back on track and are still a little iffy, but it is a joy to be around our son. It is the sweetest thing to put him to sleep at night! We do our book or story (he loves made up stories about Baby Philipe or jessie from Toy Story) and our songs. He then gives "best hug" and "best kiss" and says goodnight and rolls over.
We have our sweet, playful, little boy back who is a joy to be around, with the occasional tantrum that are much more manageable now! I really love this age!! I will write more about Oak as a two year old later!
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