A Physical to Emotional Transition

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My father recently remarked, “You are good at taking care of your daughter’s physical needs, but have neglected her emotional needs.” He was saying this on the back of witnessing a series of big tantrums my nearly 3 ½ year old started having. Reflecting on this, I realize there is truth to his statement. All my mothering energies up till now from infancy to toddlerhood had been focused on three main things: that my daughter had enough to eat, enough to sleep and adequate physical ca

re in terms of bathing, clothing and diaper changing. Up till young toddlerhood, my child was also quite transparent emotionally and honest. She would usually let us know quickly if she was unhappy, tired or hurt with a physical ailment and you could then take action to alleviate it. So in a sense I never had or felt I needed to properly consider my daughter’s emotional needs.

Now that she is over 3 years of age though, it seems that my toddler girl is no longer as ‘simple’ and easy to figure out anymore. For one, she is telling lies more frequently, so it is more difficult to take her at her word. She is also throwing more tantrums and having more BIG serious meltdowns (sometimes lasting 1-2 hours at a stretch). While I attributed the big meltdowns initially to her growing independence and the ‘terrible twos’ and ‘horrible threes’ period, a few recent experiences showed me that more was lying beneath the surface.

This transition from needing to shift attention from physical to emotional care sort of snuck up on us as an unexpected revelation with her recent change to a different preschool. In the week leading up to her first day of school, we not only experienced one or two night wakings, but also huge tantrums and crying fits. It was over very simple things like her not wanting to change out of her pajamas in the morning, having the window blinds opened or refusing to pull up her pants after going to the potty. Once (this may have been the day before her first day of school), she got upset that the blinds were opened and the night light turned off in the morning. However, the moment I tried to close the window blinds again and turn the nightlight back on, she seemed to get more upset and demand that the blinds be opened again. Neither action pleased her. As she descended into a meltdown, we attempted to calm her down and then closed the bedroom door to let her have time to “cry it out.” However she continued to scream and scream. The most incredible thing is that the moment I left the room and closed the door, she would beseech me loudly to come back in. But once I came in she would push at me and scream demanding that I leave the room. My husband said that she was demonstrating something called “ambivalent attachment” where she was both needing but also angry at the caregiver. On one occasion, after an hour or two of such a tantrum, my husband managed to calm her down and distract her with toys and a stuffed animal. On another occasion, I managed to get her to calm down by counting out loud to a hundred with me using my fingers. My father, who witnessed all this, was just as befuddled by her behavior, but suggested that the child might be afraid of school, especially since the month prior she had been behaving pretty much like a ”little angel”.

So a day or two prior to her big day at school, I asked her during bedtime if she was afraid of school. She said, “Yes!” Her school jitters was something that never occurred to us, as she had always seemed to show that she was excited about beginning school again (after a 2 month break) and taking the school bus to and fro. Prior to this, she had been in another preschool for 2 years and dearly loved her teachers, the friends and the environment. I guess we just didn’t realize that she was not as brave or fearless as we thought, and that she needed more emotional support to get through this. So then I decided to take the following steps: I prayed with her regarding her fears of school, and then told her that I would be there at the school when she arrived in the school bus, to speak to the teacher and see her for a little bit before heading home. On the morning of the ‘big’ day, I gave her a special morning snack and presented her with a pre-prepared small bible verse card as a gift. I had decorated it with small red construction paper hearts (each heart representing someone in the family who loved her very much) and inside wrote the Bible verse about perfect love (i.e., God’s love) casting out all fear. She was delighted to have that card as a gift and held onto it the whole 3 hours of preschool that first day. Then I made sure that I was at home when the school bus came around, so that I could greet her when she got off the bus. The next day, she still kept the little white card near her in a pocket, but did not feel she needed to hold on to it tightly. By the 3rd day, she felt she could leave the card at home. However, after the following weekend and subsequent long holiday break that followed, she again threw a tantrum or two, and protested about going to school in the morning when we tried to get her ready. It was not until about 3 weeks later, that she really began to feel more comfortable in school and had started to make some friends. Now when I ask her if she is afraid of school, she would tell me she was only a little bit afraid or no longer afraid of it. The tantrums and meltdowns have obviously not disappeared, but they have substantially decreased…subsiding just as mysteriously as they came.

My conclusion? A three year old is more sensitive and emotional than you think! Perhaps like an onion, they grow developmental ‘layers’ over time, so more time is needed to peel back and figure out the source or cause of the emotions and tantrums. I know of another friend sharing about her son (who was 3 or 4 years old at the time) becoming very upset one afternoon and refusing to take a nap. Then after the son had calmed down, and was able to articulate his emotions, it turned out he was upset they were going on a family trip and leaving the family cat at home. It appears that part of the reason for tantrums and meltdowns may be that older toddlers are experiencing more complex emotions, have difficulty in controlling their emotions and may feel frustration at not being able to articulate themselves clearly.

On the one hand, it is definitely easier now physically as my daughter has learnt many aspects of self-care, such as brushing her own teeth, putting on her clothes, buttoning jackets, and going to the potty by herself. But emotionally it is more challenging for both her and us as parents. In some sense, the journey of motherhood has gotten that much harder, as it’s much easier and simpler to only focus on potty training, skills like shoe lace tying and preventing the child from falling sick, rather than on lying and emotional outbursts. In your case, this shift in focus may need to come earlier than at 3 years of age, depending on the emotional and developmental stage of your child, but one worth being aware of that this may happen!


In the Trenches: 2 Year Old Tantrums

little boy cryingOver these last few weeks, around the time our toddler turned 2, we have noticed progressively more tantrums and ‘meltdowns’, sometimes up to 2 or more in a day. These crying bouts are noticeably different from the ones in earlier toddlerhood. Back then, whenever our little one cried, we knew it was usually due to a physical reason (e.g., real discomfort with teething, or a bump on the head). At such times, our toddler’s attention could be still relatively easily diverted with a toy or a book. Even if there was a day or two of prolonged fussiness and whining from a cold/flu or teething bout, our toddler would usually revert back to her happy-go-lucky self once she was feeling better physically. Then the Sunday morning of the daylight savings time change (‘fall back’ in the United States was on November 2, 2014 so an hour was gained), I blamed myself for the hour long meltdown during breakfast to the fact that she was overly hungry because I did not get her up earlier to help with the time transition. However, when she subsequently melted down again for another 45 minute screaming fit after a good afternoon nap, I started to question if the daylight savings time change had anything to do with it!

As I pondered on this, I began to see a pattern of meltdowns more related to the stage my toddler currently is at, rather than external or physical causes. Why? Because there are marked differences between her crying bouts now and her crying bouts in early toddlerhood.  Now, the tantrums seem to start from something very simple such as a refused request (in terms of what she wants to eat or drink or a specific toy) or her not getting something she wanted quickly enough. Something could suddenly set her off, and then she goes into a downward spiral. The meltdowns are extreme in nature, with high pitched screaming and crying lasting 30 minutes to an hour. It’s like a boiling kettle suddenly going into a full steam siren-like wail with no one to turn off the heat and move it away from the hot burner. She is difficult to console, may become violent (wanting to throw something or push things, scratch her face in frustration, or throw herself to the ground). She keeps screaming a request but then pushes it away when it”s given to her, and even when we are near her she is not consoled easily with a hug. Sigh.

During one of these episodes, my husband remarked, “She doesn’t know how to calm herself.” I think that is probably very true. There is the new frustration too of being able to communicate in some sense what she wants, but not very well, especially when she is upset. As parents, I think there is not much we can do at this stage…except to support her and sit with her patiently until her tantrums subside, to be consistent in our disciplining and to calmly help our toddler talk through it afterwards when she is calm again.

If you have suggestions or similar experiences, feel free to share them! Hope you are having an easier time in these ‘Toddler Trenches’!

E.Q. and I.Q.

EQandIQWalk into a bookstore in Asia, and you will soon notice a difference. Sure, there’s a plethora of cute and practical stationery items, but the children’s section is also quite different from that of Western bookstores. How so? On my recent trip to Asia, I went into a bookstore in Singapore looking for vocabulary pictorial flashcards and children’s books written in Chinese for my toddler. I found both in the children’s section, but was surprised to also see many story books marked with a bold ‘E.Q.’ on the front cover. It turned out that these books contained collections of simple stories all with the same theme: moral character building. The stories within these books had different characters, plots and storylines, but each had a specific teaching or moral point at the end. Examples are: do not steal, covet, litter or waste food; put toys back or clear up properly; the importance of not being lazy; being courageous…you get the point. I also saw that many of these children’s story books contained a little parent message at the end of each story, talking about the key message of the story and how to discuss this with the child.

What is E.Q. and what is I.Q. ? One definition of Emotional Quotient or E.Q. is this: a (notional) measure of a person’s adequacy in such areas as self-awareness, empathy, and dealing sensitively with other people. Intelligence Quotient or I.Q., on the other hand, often refers to a score derived from one of several standardized tests designed to assess human intelligence. Yes, in English culture there are such well known stories as ‘Peter and the Wolf’, but other than a few select stories, I haven’t really seen as many books composed of collections of stories all focused on specific character building traits. In libraries, there are plenty of genres like fairytales, fantasy, and science fiction, but I have yet to see a section of children’s books specifically on moral character building. In the English language, I’ve also noticed some nursery rhymes and songs which sound great but don’t seem to make a whole lot of sense (and frankly slightly scandalous!). A few of these come to mind–think of ‘Queen  Queen Caroline who washed her hair in turpentine’, the old woman in the shoe who gave her children broth then ‘whipped them all soundly and put them to bed’. and finally goosey goosey gander who met an old man that wouldn’t say his prayers and so he ‘took him by the left leg and threw him down the stairs!’

In both western and eastern cultures, intelligence is very highly regarded and sought after. But perhaps there needs to be a greater emphasis on building awareness of E.Q. in our children from young in the West? Just a thought to ponder.

That “Mommy” Call…

Since my last post on the topic my toddler, now 16 ½ months old, finally seems to get who ‘Mama’ is. She is able to point to that ‘Mama like figure’ in the bedtime storybook, say ‘Mama’ and then point at me with a jab of her chubby finger. When faced with real persons, she can now point at the right person (which is me most of the time) when asked. As a mother, I’ve found I really delight in hearing my little one call me and recognize me for who I am!

Lately, I’ve also noticed that the way my toddler calls me is quite distinct, because of her own special voice and emphasis on these two little syllabus. I remember hearing at church a 20 month old girl cry out ‘Mommmie’ and once at a library Book Babies’ event, I heard a 15 month old boy wail out ‘Maaaaa!’ when he saw his mother ‘walk away’ from him. All this has made me wonder whether each child’s call to his/her mother is distinct, and whether we as mothers also over time develop an ear attuned to our own child’s call.

When I was a teenager, I remember attempting to test this theory out. My mother and I were out shopping in a department store and I was trying to get my mother’s attention. She was just at a few clothes racks’ distance away. Instead of calling her the way I usually do, I decide to try a few other phrases first. I said, “Mother” a few times, then “Mom” a few times, then even “Mommy”. She never responded verbally or even looked my way! Finally, I resorted to the usual “Mommyiah” phrase and then she immediately answered back!! Go figure.

Now that I am a mother though, I can see how subconsciously over time we can become attuned and accustomed to our child’s cry—especially if we have to listen to it multiple times a day and multiply this by so many years. I feel pretty convinced too that each child also develops over time a slightly different and unique ‘mommy’ call. What do you think?

The Sweet Sound of ‘Mama’

Like most children, my little one started to say ‘baba’ (or ‘papa’) first about 2 months ago. Understandably my husband was thrilled! That is, until he realized she called every person (real or image) ‘baba’ too. And animals (real or image) get a generic ‘bruuuuuuu’ or ‘moooooo’. Still my husband was pretty happy that this was her ‘first’ word. All this has made me wonder how I would feel when baby could finally utter the sounds ‘mama’ and call me by name.

Well, that moment came a few days ago. It was during the reading of the bedtime story when my 15 month old suddenly pointed to a picture of a ‘mommy-like’ figure on a page and said, “Baba.” I quickly corrected her gently, “That’s mama.” From that point onwards, for at least the next 5 minutes, she kept pointing at the figure on the page and saying ‘maaaa’ or ‘mama’ over and over. And even though she would flip the pages of the book back and forth, whenever she got back to that same page, she would point at the figure and say ‘mama’. I couldn’t believe it! My little one finally seemed to get it!

Since that night, the word ‘mama’ has become her new favorite word. She kept saying it. But I couldn’t get thrilled yet. Every picture and person has also become ‘mama’ to her. She would even point at her daddy and say, “mama”! Sigh… But I must say, it is still sweet to hear my child utter those words, even though I know she doesn’t quite get the significance yet!

Adjusting to Toddlerhood

Who the baby? No. Me. My 14 month old has just started fully walking these past few days. I know, I know… she turned a toddler long ago, but now I really can’t hide from this fact. I finally have to let go of those cherished images in my mind’s eye of a baby spending long moments quietly nursing at the breast, or moving and crawling around on all fours exploring this and that. These deeply treasured memories are now being replaced by a whiny, babbling, teething toddler on 2 unsteady sea legs, tottering around in a seemingly drunken state…

Are things easier after a year? A few moms have assured me that it does get easier after baby turns a year old. In some sense, I can see why this is true. For one, I (and baby) have survived breastfeeding! What a relief! I no longer feel the pressure to pump, store and keep up my breast milk supply, and can just let my supply naturally drop off. And I get to sleep through the night now without having to wake up to pump! Baby has also been now more or less already potty trained, and so there’s less dirty diapers to contend with. Lately, I noticed that baby is also now able to put herself to sleep and back to sleep more easily with less patting and less night/nap wakings (assuming there’s no teething pain and no illness!).

The main reason I think things get easier after a year, though, is this. Baby and I can now communicate better. Baby understands more of my words (eat, sleep, poopoo) and hand signs, and is able to point, shake/nod her head and make some signs back. So there is less frustration trying to figure out what she wants or needs in the midst of a crying fit. If only those crying fits and meltdowns disappeared altogether…

But in some ways, it doesn’t seem to get easier. Though baby has a greater ability to handle more textures and can self-feed herself more, she has also become more choosy about what foods she will or will not eat. A friend said that she noticed her son’s will got much stronger after 2 years of age. I have to prepare myself: the terrible two’s and neophobia are probably coming! Baby is also now more active, moving everywhere, walking about and exploring. Of course, I’m sad as well to say goodbye to breastfeeding and that special connection we shared.

Someone once remarked that each stage of baby’s development and growth presents its own challenges. How true! Since I can’t turn back the time (and I’m not sure I want to…), I should probably just enjoy this fleeting stage before it’s gone!

21 Months and Counting…Pure Bliss!

The best things about breastfeeding my baby have been enjoying those quiet moments of closeness together, and helping to keep her healthy. But personally, one of the other big benefits of continued breastfeeding is this…being period-free for 21 months!

No, I haven’t been breastfeeding for 21 months. But if you add up the pregnancy and breastfeeding for a year, it comes up to about that. In fact, it’s been so long that a period seems like a distant memory…not that I’m complaining! I definitely don’t miss those painful excruciating cramps, emotional rollercoaster feelings and occasional tearful breakdowns. But as I now wind down on breastfeeding, I have to prepare myself that they will be coming again soon! In fact, I am already feeling some of those minor pangs of discomfort happening…I guess there is no escaping the fact that they need to come back some day!