A Hard Age

Looking at Claire, it's hard to believe she could be anything but sweet. And she is sweet. She's loving, and sweet, and adorable. But man, is she ever giving me a run for my money. Everyone warned me that three is a harder age than two. They were right...and she's not even quite three yet. But, we're going through a little rough patch with her right now.

If anyone has any suggestions on dealing with tantrums, and difficult behaviors I would love to hear them.

I'm an ECE. I should know this stuff. But it's so different when it's your own kid. I'm trying my darndest to stay calm when she gets upset, but it's very hard not to lose it sometimes. I have to keep reminding myself, she's just a little girl. I think there might be some jealousy issues with Jack. She has been taking away his toys, and showing some jealousy when someone pays attention to him. My mom suggested making sure she gets some one on one, quality time with each of us, so I am going to make that a priority.

Today was a hard day. Hoping for a better one tomorrow. I don't mean to be a downer, but I want this blog to be an accurate representation of our lives when I look back on it one day. This too shall pass...