I’ve always let tantrum run their course. Talking Lucy through it. Doing my best to decode the high pitched rambling. I breathe deeply. Stay calm. Occasionally look at Justin, begging him to put me out of my misery. Legs fly as she flails on the ground. Mila starts yelling just to fit in. Eventually Lucy calms down. There’s a hug. And its over.
BUT that’s when we lived by busy roads in giant noisy buildings where her cries were muffled by our neighbors band practice or other domestic disputes. Now we are on a quiet street where our windows are open feet away from our neighbors also open windows. I can hear birds chirping, the occasional lawn mower revving, front doors creaking…..
When it happens….. “BUT BUT BUT MOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!! AFTER LUNCH IS SO FAR AWAY!!!! I DONT WANT TO GO TO THE STORE AFTER LUNCH BU BU BUTTT BU BUT BUTTT! MOOOOM!!!!! NOOOOOOOO!!!!! I WANT TO GO TO THE STORE NOWW!!!”
I totally panic internally like oh my god this has to stop instantly, its 9am. She is going to wake up the neighbors. And the more you try to rush a tantrum the worse its gets. And I cant possibly just ‘give in’ and say ok we can go to the store right this second.
WHAT’S A (gentle parenting not gonna spank my child or drag her by her hair to time out) MOM TO DO???