I know this happens to every mother of boys at some point, its a special moment, but a scary one. I’m talking about that tipping point when they are bigger and stronger than you are. We are nearing that in our household and I am a little bit worried about how to deal with the temper tantrums and when the refusal to move/ budge happens. When they are four you can pick them up under your arm, once they near ten its not quite so simple.
With growing up also comes more and more independence. This is of course natural. However, this morning I was woken up to be asked where the bread knife was. Given that i’m frequently issued death threats (temper induced and hopefully without meaning!) it was a little bit unnerving for first thing on a Friday morning. Fortunately the eldest had decided he wanted to cut a slice of bread rather than use the loaf as a large roll, which I found surprising to be honest.
This growing up thing is proving interesting, I thought it would be all about sex education and when to allow them out to the shop. It seems there is more to it than that, its about working out family dynamics, clarifying the best psychological means to control your child and hoping and praying that they aren’t quite so hormonal that they consider using the bread knife for things other than bread…
How did you deal with this stage of parenting? Did you live in fear that a problem was going to happen and just avoid it or do you have a secret technique? I’d love to hear.