My son will be 13 months on the 16th. This evening has been particularly rough. It started with my pom escaping the fence during dinner. So I had to interrupt my son eating and go collect my dog. Then he decided he didn't want to finish eating or basically even start eating. I put him in the bath since that always helps. It helped until I took him out.
So I was trying to get him dressed for bed since he was just absolutely tired. Well while wrestling him to get a diaper on. He keeps alligator rolling. I just snapped and yelled at him. But he was so focused on his own screaming that he didn't even flinch.
I feel like a failure. After that I finally succeeded in getting a diaper on him then. Tried to nurse him to sleep like we usually do. NOPE. continued to scream and fight sleep. After about 10 minutes, I gave up and just put him in the crib. He fought sleep for another 5 minutes then crashed.
Earlier I checked him for a fever or anything physical that needed medical attention. He was just exhausted ๐
My wife and I used to tag-team. Only one person got to lose it at a time. As soon as one person got that distant, exasperated look, Parent 2 jumped in and Parent 1 could go cool down, watch a show, have a drink, or take a bath. If solo, we'd use distraction and humor. If too much, you stick them in a playpen with toys and let them self-sooth.
If it's any consolation, they won't remember diddly-squat of anything that happened before ages 5-6.