My friend the Baby Whisperer

At my son’s 15 month check up this week, the doctor warned me we would be entering the era of tantrums. As if we weren’t already deeply entrenched!

Before I ever had kids, my best friend became pregnant. I had a dream that must have been meant to reassure me of her mothering skills. (I have a lot of weird dreams and even a whole blog about it, so this was nothing new.) In the dream, I’m on a playground in the clouds. My best friend is there with her children and I’m there with mine. I had six and I didn’t know their names! It was like they had suddenly appeared and I knew they belonged to me but I didn’t know what to do with them or how to care for them. My best friend walked over and started pushing them on the swings and encouraging them to go down the slide. She was like this Super Nanny! It was a true testament to what kind of mother she one day would be.

Fast forward about 13 years. My youngest child has entered the tantrum era. When he’s throwing a fit there’s not much I can do to stop him. These are the all-out on the floor thrashing kinds of tantrums. The screams that get more and more angry until only dogs can hear them kind. The ones where you actually think your child could do severe damage to their surroundings and/or themselves. The tantrum where the only safe place may be in your arms, even while you are in the bathroom. 

I’ve tried ignoring it. I’ve tried comforting him. I’ve sung to him, distracted him, spoke softly to him, redirected him, fed him, changed him, nursed him but not much helps when he’s entered “The Zone.” The only trick that works every time? The presence of my best friend.

Two days ago, I took her children and mine to the library while she ran an errand. All the kids basically behaved while the baby screamed and screamed and screamed some more. When my friend arrived, my toddler pointed at her and smiled. Then she picked him up (while carrying her eight month old on her other hip) and within seconds he was the happiest baby around! Argh! She fed him some snacks and he was a completely different child.

Her powers are so amazing, I have to stop myself from driving to her house in the middle of the night when he wakes up crying. I’m not releasing her name to protect her from other at-the-end-of-their-wits mothers who might also want a miracle worker to calm down their cranky child.

Assuming you don’t have a best friend with baby whispering skills, what do you do to stop the tantrums?

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3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. The Baby Whisperer
    Apr 15, 2011 @ 06:13:56

    Awww, that was very, very sweet. Now if only I had some powers over my own cranky kiddo!!! 🙂

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