tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486169617395091403.post762810153157629712..comments2023-10-04T07:16:32.683-04:00Comments on Kristin's Four Kids: Updates, Updates, UpdatesKristin....http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577486067704642675noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486169617395091403.post-53698153187491626492010-02-05T17:32:14.824-05:002010-02-05T17:32:14.824-05:00I'm so sorry it's such a rough patch right...I'm so sorry it's such a rough patch right now!!!!!!! It's not a great time of year to get out of a bad mental place, either. <br /><br />I *have* sat down and had tantrums, when my kids have had one. I copied their actions, but whined about what I was upset about, essentially that so-and-so was hurting my feelings, and I didn't like the food, etc, and it shocked the crap out of them!! They both would actually stop freaking out and stare at me, and then burst out laughing. <br /><br />I would also put myself in time out. I realized that putting them in time out wasn't great, because what they really wanted was my attention, and they wouldn't stay in time-out anyway, so I would announce that I no longer wanted to be with them because of whatever, and go into the bathroom for about five minutes. I had a book in there, and I would totally ignore whoever was having a tantrum outside the door. Other than that, alcohol? For you, probably not them. A self-cleaning cat box? I hear they're great. That would at least be one gross chore down, I guess.<br /><br />I can't believe she didn't care about the party. Kids are WEIRD. Maybe deep down she didn't really want one, either, but was feeling like she *should* want to have one?Astartehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07337583910910454897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486169617395091403.post-43690381151336737582010-01-27T09:30:43.250-05:002010-01-27T09:30:43.250-05:00Hugs. I haven't figured out how to deal yet. ...Hugs. I haven't figured out how to deal yet. And when I do find something that works, it is a guarantee that it won't work next time. I hope the bug passes quickly for you.<br />I am glad that you were able to solve thebirthday party question without much hassle! That's a good thing!Thiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14215607323324295590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486169617395091403.post-39887473759803762172010-01-27T08:53:08.265-05:002010-01-27T08:53:08.265-05:00I'm sorry you are having a hard time. Maybe y...I'm sorry you are having a hard time. Maybe you can find some time just for you? Can't wait to see your heart shaped cake...I love seeing your cakes.Salyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13792107257082868851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486169617395091403.post-37352851913257379172010-01-26T20:11:09.573-05:002010-01-26T20:11:09.573-05:00Honestly, I have a good cry (usually in the shower...Honestly, I have a good cry (usually in the shower where no one can see or hear). Then, I pull myself together and start getting things done. Even if they are small things, it seems to get me back on track. <br /><br />Also, getting out of the house tends to help. You'd be surprised what an hour, by yourself, at a bookstore with a cup of coffee can do for you. <br /><br />I wish I was there, my friend. And, I am totally feeling your pain in the potty department!Robynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06669859538951068032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486169617395091403.post-73855335502906587962010-01-26T16:56:00.275-05:002010-01-26T16:56:00.275-05:00Oy. You are in the midst of way too many mentally...Oy. You are in the midst of way too many mentally challenging things at the same time. Coffee from the McDonalds drive-thru is a serious pick-me-up. They put in the cream & sugar in for you, so it tastes awesome right away. And, something about talk radio -- even for just 5 minutes -- relaxes me (cue Terry Gross/NPR). But, I think the biggest release is yoga. The poses are too darn difficult to focus on anything else -- so you can't help but step away from your life for an hour. And - all that stretching leaves you feeling like you've had a massage. When I was potty training Miles (who was still having accidents at age 4!) I went every Sunday afternoon. :)brooke bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04108360879405410909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486169617395091403.post-27310154075792998482010-01-26T12:14:26.758-05:002010-01-26T12:14:26.758-05:00Damn, girl. You've got a TON of not so pleasa...Damn, girl. You've got a TON of not so pleasant things kicking you in the spleen. <br /><br />When I get overwhelmed (and sadly, *my* idea of overwhelmed is probably nothing compared to your's.), I get out. Whether I go for a drive or to a friend's or wander around a store. If getting out isn't possible, I lock myself in my bedroom. Sometimes, I'll go through dressers or closets or the bathroom vanity. Sometimes, I'll watch tv or read. And others, I lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling. <br /><br />I can't even IMAGINE how you feel and I'm so sorry.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com