Hopefully it is only “one of those phases”, but right now Soapfi has pretty much decided *everything* is scary. Some things I understand, the loud noise from the neighbors weed whacker, the barking dogs across the street, and hello – the TV exploding! (The TV has been removed from the den for over a month, but she still points at the cabinet it was on and declare “scary TV”.) But there are other things I’m not quite sure about, because they are perfectly fine one minute, sliced cheese for example, and then suddenly scary the next.
Some of it is probably just for attention, because a declaration of “scary” is often quickly followed by a demand for “up”. But other times I’m not so sure, because she will freeze in place, hug herself and then shiver uncontrollably (which I then feel guilty about because she looks *so* stinking cute, and I know she’s genuinely upset so I don’t want to giggle!).
And it’s over the strangest things, kitchen towels, her crayons, even her sippy cup. I would get the sippy cup if it was one that had rolled under the coffee table, had been forgotten about for a week, and now contained a 5th grade science experiment, but these are sippy cups that had been delivering beverage-y goodness mere moments before.
We are walking the fine line between not wanting to indulge her paranoia, but at the same time not invalidating her real fears. And well, she’s just a little over 2 years old still, it’s not exactly like we can sit her down and rationally explore her feelings through deep meaningful conversation. Most of the time it just goes something like this:
Soapfi: “I scared”
Mommy: “What are you scared of?”
If we are lucky she will point to something specific, but usually she just shivers.
Mommy: “Why are you scared?”
Mommy: “Come here and I’ll give you a hug.”
And then sometimes after she crawls into my lap she’ll whisper “All safe”.