You know when you were a kid, or maybe a teenager, and you were being bratty to your parents? Maybe you were pleading with them to get you something you didn’t deserve or couldn’t afford? Or you said something really mean, just to get a rise? And they said, “I hope you have a kid someday so you know what this feels like?" I’m pretty sure that’s why toddlers exist. An irate toddler is something else, so we thought we’d ask a bunch of moms what it feels like to survive an epic, public toddler tantrum.
My own son is getting close to turning three, or as some friends tell me, he’s about to become a “threenager.” He’s already showing signs of this somewhat dreaded, ominous stage during what can only be described as the “terrible twos," though I hesitate to label this year of his life "terrible" because, overall, he’s a pretty chill kid. Still, he can be easily frustrated, and tends to cry and scream if his toy car happens to roll off the table (because there's no way he meant for that to happen).
On the rare occasions my son has a meltdown in public, I can always feel my cheeks get a little rosy as I struggle to pick him up and drag him away from the area. I know I’m not the only one with a toddler who cries when told playground time is over, though. Here are a few other mamas who totally get it, because solidarity.