P had her 3 year well visit last week. We discussed her tantrums (zomg) and her other behavioral issues like chewing everything and transitions, etc.
I thought it was funny bc when the nurse asked if we had any concerns I said tantrums, and she said ok, discipline.
I really don't link her tantrums to my discipline. They are so off the wall and not really the direct result of something I may say or do. I guess probably on some level I was like well great, now I get to be judged for this too and I feel like it's 100% out of my control!
But anyways, the pedi just said he's pretty old school psych wise (he is a newer grad though) he said that he really looks at it as it doesn't matter what caused P to be the way she is emotionally (be it medical or otherwise) all that matters is she's here and it needs fixed. He is bowing out and leaving this up to the psych/whoever we can get to help us, because he knows it's not really his place.
Do you agree? If her emotional issues/tantrums are truly from her stroke (front lobe) then...I don't know that what would work on a typical child will remotely work on her?
It's the first time i've ever not been confident in what he told us and now i'm kinda blah about it. We love love love him, so much. I'm well aware that parents of medically fragile children tend to discipline less, and he was in no way suggesting that..i hope that's not the path we are headed down though. I consider myself pretty strict with them.
Tonight she had almost an hour meltdown because she wanted a pen (really she wanted two pens) to put in her dr clothes (we've been wearing the halloween outfit about 80% of the last 10 days). She colored on the sofa with a blue marker yesterday so even if i had a pen to give her (she had a weird little frilly one she lost at my grandma's) I wouldn't have given it to her. I tried to ignore her, i tried to redirect her, I tried to put her in time out. Eventually I lost it and took all of her dr clothes and gear off (wrestled it off, is more like it) and put them in the closet and closed the door. She was holding on to me the entire time trying not to let me walk (it was quite comical lol)
I told her when she sat down and ate dinner with us we could talk about getting her stuff out. I swear it was like after an hour of me saying anything and everything that for some reason worked. She sobbed herself up to the table and ate. Then we got her clothes put them back on and no more mention of the pen and she's been like an entirely different child.
I'm starting to wonder if she has some wacky blood sugar issues going on bc her fits of rage consist with when she hasn't eaten (and she hasn't WANTED to eat a lot in the last few months)