This weekend we traveled to Fish’s parents house. The week prior to this trip was a complete nightmare for me and it really has had me questioning whether or not I am the best parent for Clarabelle. I feel like I might really be messing up, but I don’t know any other way to do what I’m doing. She has been doing really good without the medicine but has started to focus on one thing or another in a negative way. Right now she is terrified of traveling in the car. Actually, NOW she is no longer terrified, but last week she was a mess.
She cried all day, everyday, telling me that she couldn’t travel because she would get sick and throw up. I offered to give her motion sickness pills and that sent her into a tizzy about how she didn’t want to take medicine. I told her we would take crackers and 7 Up and she freaked out about eating in the car. I offered her anything I could think of, to no avail. By Wednesday, I stopped empathizing and started to anger.
I threatened Emily with punishment if she continued to cry about the trip and I refused to listen to her fears any longer. I couldn’t help myself, I was DONE. She probably suffered quietly, I don’t know.
I was very proud of her for getting into the van and taking that trip with us, but the angst to get there really wore me out and made me question myself as a parent. I don’t know if I’m equipped for the next round. I’m not sure how to prepare myself for it either.