I have a 2 year old daughter and of course when I tell people she is 2, people say Ah! Are you going through the terrible twos yet? I've always said no, as she has been a relatively relaxed child. Until up to recently...
Today was the worst time I've ever had with her and I can't believe it even happened!
Today I went into Wilkos (just a home store if nobody knows what it is/ doesn't have one) and she wanted to get out of the pushchair and help me by pushing along the basket and putting in the bits I needed. She was brilliant and she felt really good knowing she'd help me with our shopping! While shopping she picked up some crisps and I said they were fine for her to have later on. After we paid, she grabbed at the back to pull out the crisps. I told her not until later on when we are sat down. That was it. End of the world for her and burst into tears. She carried on grabbing at the bag but I pulled away her arm each time, she then lay on the shop floor, kicking, screaming and just basically screeching like a banshee!
Obviously, I got looks from several people and one of the shop assistants turned and said "I know that all too well. Although I would have given in by now! there was no way I was giving in to her demands to have the crisps straight away.
I tried the ignore approach and walked away and said me and her sister would be going home now (sister is 3 months) but she still carried on lying on the floor and screeching. I then went down to her level and tried to cuddle her and tell her why I wanted her to wait to have her crisps and that she was upsetting me. Didn't work, she just thrashed about in my arms. A lady and her husband who were just staring me down and muttering words to each other, then followed me around the corner as I managed to (somehow) coax my daughter away from the crowd of people staring at us. She said "whats when the matter with her?" to which I replied "I don't know love, if I knew I'd stop her from crying!" we then left the shop, me pushing the pushchair with one hand and dragging my daughter with the other. She continued to scream and kick and thrash when we got outside, so I took us into a alleyway and picked her up, and attempting to put her in the pushchair. She went stiff like an ironing board and slithered out of the seat 6 times before I managed to hold her down in the pushchair and as quickly as possible strap her in. Obviously, she was still absolutely screeching and shaking with rage because I was apparently the mummy from hell who wouldn't give her the crisps she wanted there and then!
I just stood in that alley way and cried, literally cried my eyes out through absolute anger and embarrassment. While crying, I didn't even realise I was in the way of a disabled man in his wheelchair with his carer walking along side of him. I apologised like crazy saying I was incredibly sorry for being in their way with my pushchair. The lady said there was no need to say sorry and asked me if I was okay and I gulped back more of the tears and just nodded. My daughter finally calmed down after 15 mins or so and when we got home I told her how upset I was with her behaviour and didn't switch on the tv like she demanded. She is now quiet while eating her tea, knowing she has done wrong.
I feel so upset and feel like I don't know if I handed the situation well enough.
I'm wondering how other people have / would handle this situation? I'd love to hear advice and take away some tips in case this happens again!