They call it a "phase" that will end at some point. I call it exhausting. My son is now acting out out of the blue both at home and at preschool.
I am trying my best to stay consistent and follow through on consequences, but I am tired. I am tired of every morning being a fight to get the wee one out of bed and out the door. This morning, he stared at his toothbrush with toothpaste sitting on top for 10 minutes in complete defiance. The more I asked him to brush, the more he smiled. The boy took me to the edge of crazy town.
My co-workers told me that they heard my stomping feet coming down the hallway at work. They knew before seeing my face that I was in a state. It took me two hours to shake my mommy rage.
If you are reading this and you don't have children, let me explain something before you suggest strategies. You cannot make another human being do something that s/he does not want to do. You can't force someone to wear clothes, chew food or stand up. You can't. Instead, you have to convince the little darling that it's something that they want to do.
I did something today that I hate doing, but I am only human. I screamed. I was completely frustrated and I screamed. It scares my son and it makes me feel like complete dirt. Once I was done, I looked into the face of my son and said, "This isn't working. Our family is not working. Why isn't it working?" Then, he collapsed in tears crying, "I want our family to work" then refused to take his medicine. It's like you see a glimmer of sanity in flashes and then it's nutty again.
I am not a bad mother. I am like everyone else. At times, everything runs smoothly. Other days, you struggle just to get out the door with everyone's shoes on their feet. You need the bad days to put the good ones in perspective. Eventually this phase will end and a new one will take its place. I just hope I can stay sane in the process.