The other night my toddler and I almost had a knock down, drag out fight and she almost won. It was my lowest moment as a parent.
Momlogic's Andrea: First off. In my defense. I am a law abiding citizen. If it is illegal for a child not to be strapped in a car seat, I'm all over it. The laws are made to protect us.
Oh, and I wanted to go home. Bad.
I was tired from a full day of work. And not a particularly good day at the office. Those two reasons made me engage in one of the most horrible situations with my toddler I have ever been in. And she's thrown up on me a few times.
For some unknown reason, although she's done it willfully hundreds of times before, she refused to get into her carseat. Not only refused -- she seemed willing to die for the privilege of sitting on the floor of the backseat.
The whole mess took place in the parking lot of the preschool. And anyone witnessing me desperately trying to shove my daughter into her seat, arms flaying, her screaming at the top her lungs was probably sure that I was a child abuser. I sure looked like one. Trying to hold her down with one hand, hard, and shoving her arms through the straps. She fought for dear life. Between breaks -- when she cowered on the floor -- I tried to stay calm, tried to reason with her. Then we'd go at it again.
It was awful -- my lowest moment as a parent. So I thought.
I finally got the idea to bribe her with her pacifier -- reserved only for nighttime -- that I knew full well wasn't in the car. With the prospect of her favorite item ever within reach, she calmed down and allowed me to strap her in. Then, like a truly good negotiator, she demanded payment.
She cried the entire way home. So did I.
I know I failed miserably in this situation, but what was I supposed to do? Help!