Why I Blame Postnatal Depression for my Toddler’s Behaviour
You may have read in past posts that I suffered from PostNatal Depression
. I’m doing well now, it’s gone the dreaded thing, but now I’m concerned that it’s affected someone else indirectly and it’s now that I’m starting to notice.
The other person I’m talking about is Elliott. If I were to tell people about how he completely disobeys me, they would just say it’s a two year old thing, but I have another theory.
Whether or not I use a stern voice, a raised voice or a calm voice, whether or not I shut him in his room or put him in a corner, whether or not I threaten to remove something he likes or threaten him with going to bed or going home, he just does not listen. He gets frustrated, sometimes angry and turns into a little monster. I can’t believe I’m being controlled by a two year old, but on the other hand I can because I’m pretty sure I let it get this way.
So my theory (or my downfall) all has to do with when I was battling PND. I was so down all the time or if I wasn’t down I was worrying about something and because of all of these other things I was dealing with and how I was feeling, I was just too lenient with Elliott and perhaps let him get away with too much because back then I just wanted no fuss, if I could easily keep him happy, I just did it. But now I’m suffering the consequences and living with a child that thinks he’s in charge and I don’t know how or if I can reverse it.
Isn’t it always the way though? You make out your that your child is some little monster but he’s a little angel when he’s around other people. Other people find it very hard to believe you or to really understand how bad it can get. It drives me nuts because that’s what happens in our house. And it seems that the bad behaviour is always towards me, what’s with that? Admittedly I’m the one that spends the most time with Elliott but that’s where I fear I’ve gone wrong, I’ve been the primary role model for so long and I honestly think I stuffed up somewhere along the line.
Bracing myself for the ‘threenager’
So, I’m bracing myself because apparently there’s something worse than the terrible twos called the threenager? I’m secretly shitting myself right now and envisioning a house that looks like a war zone. God help me if a second comes along in the next year, juggling a threenager, a baby, a home, a business and two blogs is going to be a real multitasking challenge!
Have you gone through a similar experience or do you have a toddler like mine? How have you made things better?
Today I’m linking up with Essentially Jess for IBOT
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Eva is the Editor and Owner of The Multitasking Woman. She always has her fingers in many different pies but wouldn't have it any other way. Eva is a freelance writer, a social media manager, a Mum to her six-year-old son, one-year-old daughter, six chickens and Benny the dog and wife to Mr G. They all live happily in their little worker's cottage in Ipswich, Queensland, Australia.
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