Lets talk about the terrible two’s shall we? Holy Moley! I think I’m about to lose my shit in a big way but lets face it that would just be teaching him that tantrums and inappropriate behavior are acceptable.
I forgot what its like to have a two-year old in the house who thinks he’s Lord Muck and that our lives revolve around his every wish and command. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever been ordered around so much in my life. And I REALLY hate being told what to do. This is today’s conversation with my cute as a button two-year-old son as we were getting ready to leave the house:
He enters my bedroom looking very hard done by, because lets face it being two is a rollercoaster ride of eating, sleeping, playing, outings, treats, afternoon naps followed by more playing and eating. It tough.
Mommy hold you (in a moan that’s so dramatic you think there may be something sinister brewing)
Mommy is just getting dressed bub then I will hold you, come let’s go to the gym. Go get your shoes and then we can go!
No mommy do it
Ok I will. Just let me finish putting my shoes on then I will get your shoes ok?
MOMMMY DO IT!!!!
Yes I will do it now
MOMMMMMMMMY DOOOOOOO IT!!!
In a huff I go and get his shoes and as I reach for them in his cupboard the freak out escalates to disturbing levels:
NO. NO. NO!!! I DO it!! I DO it!
You said three times you wanted me to get it babe (how’s me trying to reason with a two-year old?)
No I DO IT!
Fine, by all means do it yourself
I stand back to allow him to do get the gumboots out and he begins the painfully long process of negotiating them onto his feet. Just as he is about to fall from, all the wiggling and winding, I reach out ever so gently just to offer him a hand. (I’ve been burnt in the past and have learnt my lesson)
No I do it!! Brody do it! I do it by self, NOO HELPING!!!!!!!!!
I stand back in a panic (a little afraid for my life too) and watch his will power and stubborn nature refusing to give in to the help that is only a hand reach away. I wonder who he got that from?
I try one last time to gently show him we can work together and he throws himself in a lump on the floor.
I have a gym class I would like to make and I will be damned if my two-year-old kid and his boots are the reason I’m late. So I walk back to my room to finish putting on my other shoe.
What followed can only be described as a meltdown of disturbing proportions when he followed me back in to the room, threw the boots at me and said MOMMY DO IT MOMMY HELP YOU!!!
And so there we were back at square one. My worst place to be. Square one represents energy wasted and time you will never get back.
After what feels like the longest exercise of coercing him to work with me, we get the boot on!
And just like that, as thought nothing has happened he screams I DID IT! And with a bounce in his step and enough giddy excitement to bring a circus to back to life, he marches off.
I on the hand, was left in the fetal position on the floor wondering if I even needed to go to the gym after all the effort it took to get through that.
I get that toddlers are in a very intense stage of self-assertion and independence but it can be tough on the rest of the family. It can be tough on the neighbours too. It’s even harder knowing when you are allowed to be extra firm and tell them how its going be and when you need to encourage their independence and nurture their strong wills by letting them go through the process themselves.
This is what DR Betty Liebovich says about this time in a toddler’s life:
Your toddler may show developing independence through eating, dressing, playing with toys, and drawing. Sometimes, your toddler will want to do these things without any help; other times, she will need your help with everything. With the uncertainty of whether help is needed or not comes frustration on your part and that of your toddler. This is when your toddler may resist and throw a tantrum
Or the world may end in my case.
She goes on to say:
Your toddler may resist any help from you, insisting that she can do a task on her own. However, she may then become frustrated because she is unable to complete the task, as s/he would like. The resistance to accept help is your toddler asserting her independence. In order to assert her own will your toddler may reject your own. Negotiating when to assist, when to hang back and when to anticipate opposition takes time and patience. Having some ideas of what to anticipate and how to negotiate independence may ease resistance and opposition
I’m hoping to find some ways to diffuse these situations and learn how my little guy thinks, how he is wired. If you have any tips to share with me and other moms please feel free to comment below. Who knows maybe we can brainstorm another post together!
This mom needs all the help she can get!
Love,
Leigh xxx

The very best advice I can give you on tantrums is to echo him = copy him and show him how terrible it looks. Worked like a charm with 2 of our 3. The 3rd one turned out to be on the autism spectrum so I made no dent in his tantrum behaviour
My first piece of advice is ‘ this too shall pass’ . It’s not quite advice but my daughter had the terrible 3’s not the 2’s and I totally get you. She’s now 5 and for the most part is an absolute delight. I really struggled with her at one point and so understand that feeling of complete despair. The best advice I can give is to keep calm. I know it’s the hardest thing to do in the moment and believe me, I didn’t do it right most of the time, but the times that I did, it was so much better. The minute I got hooked in, it made everything worse. But when I could remain calm, not get hooked in, be very matter of fact about things, it really helped. Good luck! 🙂 it’s funny because I’m also busy writing a post now about some of the things you talk about, and it is so exactly how you say it is. Little buggers!
Such pearls of wisdom Bianca I can’t wait to read your post please let me know when its published!!! 🙂
My kids are over the twos now, but with one of them we were averaging five full scale meltdowns per day. I eventually gave up on trying to interact with her through them and would watch passively from a distance until she ran out of energy, after making sure she was safe of course. Once she had a forty five minute scream lying on the pavement outside a bank in Cambodia. There was a coffee shop next door with some tables outside so I sat and watched her while having a drink. People were coming out of buildings to see what the racket was all about. My only goal at that point was to still like her at the end of the day. Thankfully she grew out of it , and I still like her.
Kash i love this… it made me wet myself laughing hahahah!! thank you for sharing and reminding us all that we are not alone!!
Jack is four and we have had a nightmare week.
You would think being child 3 I would know what to do. I have no clue. None. Not one.
So well written Leigh. Hoping you make your way through this phase with lessons you can pass on … to… what will be a desperate mom of twins ??