Well, it is day 3 and I am exhausted! The boys are playing with daddy while dinner is getting ready. The 2 yo has been easy so far. The 4 yo is definitely challenging us. He had a pretty major tantrum today over me making him wear a coat to the playground. Like, a 40 min, inconsolable tantrum. He is testing us about little things. He also seems to get jealous of when my DH is taking care of the little one. They have never lived together, so a lot of this is new for everyone.
Someone tell me it gets better? Anyone adopt preschool/toddler age? Or have kids around that age or older?
I updated my blog yesterday if y'all are interested:
Re: Day 3
We fostered a 5yo and 2yo- it DEFINITELY gets better! I still vividly remember the first MAJOR tantrum our 5yo threw! I definitely thought I was in over my head. The best advice we got is to completely ignore the behaviors you don't like. This is really hard, but it REALLY works. And often times we would praise the 2yo or even DH for display good behavior. "Oh DH, I just love how you sit at the dinner table so calmly so that we can eat dinner together and talk about our day. It is just so nice to be able to have a great conversation with you!" or "Oh 2yo, you are doing such a nice job playing with your toys gently. It is so much fun to play with our toys gently so they won't break and we can have fun with them again tomorrow!" while you ignore, ignore, ignore the bad behavior. And the bad behavior will escalate before it gets better. But this technique worked wonders for us.
Hang in there! And enjoy the new-ness of it all. I was just thinking back to those days as we were discovering their personalities.
It will get better. They have a LOT of adjusting to do.
As the mother of an almost 3yo, I can tell you some of the testing is just normal toddler behavior. DD had a meltdown a few months ago because she threw her socks all over the room and I wouldn't let her leave until she put them all away. It took me whipping out a book (showing I was still there but she wasn't getting any attention) for her to figure out that just putting her socks away was really the easiest thing to do. Last night she dropped all her stuffed pandas on the floor and wouldn't put them away. I told her I'd come back to read her bedtime story once she put them away instead of throwing them on the floor. She pitched a fit for a few minutes until I went back in and we put them away together.
Good times.
But life will get easier! I hope you gave yourself low expectations in the meantime :