Today I found myself getting very frustrated with Henry. He wasn’t listening, was running around trying to hit the cats and I was losing my cool and almost yelled out “You’re a big brother now, you can’t behave like this!” Before the words left my mouth though, I had a moment of pause and stopped myself. I realized in that moment that I’ve been putting a lot of pressure on Henry to grow up, be more mature, listen and be a logical and rational being, and then realizing he’s only 2.
Before Freddy was born, I think I had a lot more patience for this type of behavior but someone with his birth, some part deep down inside of me thought “Well Henry’s not a baby anymore, since Freddy is the baby now” and again, that’s not fair to Henry. He’s at such an important age developmentally. His brain and body are going 100 km/h, he’s learning a bunch of stuff daily. Why should I put the added pressure of expecting some type of adult like behaviour on top of that?
I looked at him after having this thought and realized, yes he might be 2, but he’s still my baby as well. He needs me to be patient and understanding of what he’s going through. He can’t communicate everything he’s feeling now so I have to up my effort in trying to help him express what he’s feeling. Sure there will still be plently of time outs and me losing my cool occasionally, but I have to try for his sake to remain calm.