It’s been a rough day for the Bub. First, he was confused by his half day at school. Next, Eric came home early because he had a half day too, but then left for the entire evening. Then, Rome fell asleep a little early on the couch and I had to wake him up to change him. I couldn’t let him sleep with the smell that was emanating from his diaper. Yes, it was that bad.
It was all he needed to trigger a major meltdown. I know tantrums are common for children his age, especially when they’re tired. But this one was bad. First, he flung himself on the floor, kicking and screaming. Pretty typical stuff. I tried to comfort him with a snack and juice. He wasn’t buying into it at all. Then, the tantrum escalated. He started throwing his body on to the couches, running across the living room from couch to couch. Apparently, that wasn’t enough, so he started banging his head on the floor. Thank goodness he picked the carpeted area instead of the laminate.
I tried to comfort him and got a bite for my efforts. So, I backed off. I tried to get him his schedule, thinking that it may calm him a little to know what was coming next. He took it from my hands and threw it. Okay, no schedule tonight, I decided. But it was bedtime, and I had to get him there somehow.
I tried coaxing him. I tried leading him. Finally, I tried picking him up to carry him and got another bite. Somehow, miraculously, I got him to his room and laid him in his bed. He continued crying and screaming so hard I thought he might force himself to throw up. But, there was nothing I could do. I hate feeling so helpless! I just want to cuddle him until he calms down, but he just won’t let me and I think next time he may just break the skin.
Just as I finished typing this, the crying stopped and Tycen told me that Roman fell asleep. I hope tomorrow is a better day for him.