Early morning blowup

Rough start this morning  for seemingly no reason.

Katie has been sleeping in my bed for a couple weeks now since she was really sick and fussing all night.  Then, once she was better, she continued to want to sleep in my bed, and actually goes to bed voluntarily and stays in the bed in there, so I've let her stay rather than have our nightly battles.  She's easy to sleep with because she doesn't like to be touched in her sleep (and neither do I!) so she stays as far away from me as physically possible, so it's almost like she's not even there.  Poor Melanie is jealous, as she likes to snuggle and always wants to sleep with me,  but she is very clingy at night, and thrashes and kicks so I get no sleep!  Trying to point out to her that at least this way it's like she has her own bedroom.

Anyhoo- with the brighter light in the mornings, Kate's been waking plenty early (6:30-7:00 instead of 8:00 or later).  6:50 this morning she decided she wanted the Kid's Cuisine frozen meal she had refused last night.  I, however, was not willing to make said meal for breakfast and told her she could have it for dinner.  This was highly objectionable to Katie and she absolutely lost it!  She sat on the bed and screamed at the top of her lungs!  "I want it! I want it! I want it!'  and just plain all-out blood curdling scream.  I picked her up and placed her in the hall, telling her she could not be in my bed if she chose to act that way.  So she screamed even more forcefully, as I closed my eyes to pretend to ignore her.

In a few seconds she gave up on impressing me and went into the other room to scream at Melanie, hoping to get a reaction I'd have to respond to.  Mel did well though and didn't get sucked in (way to go baby!) and pretty soon Kate was back in my room, complaining that she just could not stop crying, which I did not fall for, and eventually asking me not to say anything if/when she calmed herself down.  This is quite an improvement from a year ago at this time when she would have carried this fit on for an hour or more.  Sucks that it happens at all, and in the moment my eardrums were about to burst it felt like an eternity, but she is finally learning to calm down on her own in a comparably short time.

This is one of the incidents where I can't see a clear connection to the SPD, she shouldn't have been overwhelmed first thing in the morning.  These incidents still make me think there might be something more underlying the SPD, and still shake my self confidence as a parent, wondering if she really is a brat too.  Believe me, I don't have all the answers yet, this blog is about my ongoing journey.