AnnieDog wrote:
Smallfry does the same thing. Happy, happy, happy, doom. Like the terrible twos on crack. Sometimes I can predict the switch (hungry, tired) but other times there is no rhyme or reason that I can find at all. Totally maddening.
Happy happy happy DOOM - yep, that's the story of our life with our Little Bird!
![Smile :)](./images/smilies/icon_smile.gif)
And he's nine now.
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If I can, I do our calming routine. It doesn't always work or if I'm already too frazzled, I just need a minute. That's when I have stuck him in front of a television, turned on an episode of Superman, and just walked away. Or stashed him in his crib and walked away. I can't fix it and Mommy needs a time out. He's safe, he's OK, and he can scream without me for a minute. Once I am composed, then I'll go back in and start working through it. We both live.
Just hang in there. Oh, and if you find a "magic bullet" to fix this, do share!
Definitely sometimes you just have to Walk Away. It's been tough at times, though, because he'll be in meltdown mode and I start going into meltdown mode myself, and I try to walk away but he sometimes follows me and if I shut the door between us, he will bang and kick it and scream and sob. That's pretty awful, when that happens - when I can't get away from him when he's like that, can't even get a moment's peace. Those are scary times.