Before I became a mother, when I saw a spoiled child at the supermarket, pitching a fit over a candy bar, screaming and yelling until their parents gave in, much like a hostage negotiator, I always said “that will never be me.” Fast-forward a few years, and now here I am, dealing with my spoiled child.Don’t get me wrong, I love my child, but one of the most embarrassing things in the world is a public tantrum.
Not only is it embarrassing, but it is also very overstimulating, so before it is all said and done, I honestly am so tempted to just give in.
If I am being honest, I did give in for a while, until someone made a statement that floored me. There I was, standing in Target, my child screaming to the top of their lungs and throwing themselves on the floor over a toy that was about $100 over my budget.
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