How do toddlers manage to go from incredibly pleasant, chatty little people to insane angry monsters and then back again all within a matter of minutes?
I needed to go to Target to pick up a gift for a baby shower. I thought it would be a quick and painless trip, in and out in under 10 minutes. Baby C was happily chattering away in his carseat, so I decided to just take him with me rather than take him home and go back out later.
Boy oh boy, was that a mistake. The second we stepped through the door it was like he had turned into a demon child. He didn't want to get in the cart, again pulling the DAA and falling onto the floor yelling. I finally managed to wrestle him into the seat, and he proceeded to sit there and scream the whole time we were there. Nothing could distract him from his mission to cause me to be "THAT mother." You know, the one you side-eye when you see her pushing a screaming child through the store? The one whose misbehaved rugrat ruins your laid-back shopping experience? I could feel the judginess burning a hole in the back of my head. It's like you want to scream out and say "No! He's not always like this! This is an anomaly, he's off of his normal curve right now. I'm a good parent, I swear!"
We made it to the baby aisle, I got what I needed, and we checked out. The second we were back out in the parking lot Baby C was all smiles again. I strapped him into his carseat and he looked at me with a smile and said "cookie?"
:: sigh ::
I feel you. That's all I can say.
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