Popcorn Threw a Fit and I Ended Up Crying

Sorry, I was really busy these past few days (excuses). I had to de-stress myself by sharing my experience this afternoon with my unica hija.

This little girl is in that kulit phase and I just can't help but wonder. When she was an infant, I did not have any midnight issues with her; she was a quiet little babe who loved to cuddle with Papapa and Mamama. But then again, life.

Popcorn, before she decided to go Hulk against Mommy

So I was trying to work while taking care of her this afternoon, and for some strange reason, she chose to throw a fit. She wanted me to do something that I really could not pick up. She'd usher me to the kitchen but she would not tell me what she wanted. She already knows a few words like milk, water, eat... so it was really frustrating on my part to be clueless about what she really wanted that time.

I hugged her, I even cuddled with her and scratched her tummy (which she really loves more than she loves me) but to no avail. I felt like my world was crumbling down - I had a 5 o'clock deadline for three articles and it's already 4:30. I needed to submit two more. But Popcorn cried as if social workers would need to question my parenting skills. And then it happened.

I cried. Not just teleserye cry, it was more of a hopeless cry for help. Popcorn ended up consoling me while we drowned ourselves with salty tears.

I could have Googled my reaction to the situation, but the heck, my daughter almost called Bantay Bata! It felt like I have failed my daughter, like my world shattered into pieces. Yeah, it was more of a Magpakailanman or MMK moment. But here are the things I have learned from this experience:

1. Never trust a toddler's smile. Bribery, emotional blackmail, and double-crossing could be behind that grin with twinkling eyes. 

2. If she could not communicate, let her do her thing. But if she continues to pull your hair because you are not cooperating, maybe she pooped.

3. Practice grown-up talk. Coochie coochie coo would lead you NOWHERE.

4. Create a playlist for her to distract her from planning a coup. I can tolerate Baby Shark and Mr. Golden Sun on loop, so I think I will use that next time.

5. Never let her get access to gadgets. Ever. She might know how to speed dial Daddy and alert SWAT for defense.

Popcorn, I will give you an access to this when you grow up. I hope your daughter gives you the same headache. Lol!

xoxo,

Mommy Phoebe

P.S.

I used to be a monster, too. I love you.