My 3 year old has been acting out a lot the last few days and I figured it comes the age. Well, the a few nights ago she stayed at my parents' house, my step daughter went to TX to visit her birth mother, my husband is stationed in SC, so that left me and my son for the night. Well, he's 2 so I decided to take him out on a bike ride just to get him out of the house and to get in some exercise for myself. On our ride we found this baby bird near a mail box flopping around on its back. I checked the mail box for a nest (it had one) but it didn't appear to have any babies; unless they were REAL good at hiding from my hand. The nest itself looked like it was hanging half out like either some animal or kids had pulled it out. It was a newspaper box and I know bluebirds are known for making nest in them because my Mom has one make nest in hers every year.
Well, our bike ride got cut short to about a 15 minute ride and lucky for the bird I have a basket on my bike lol. So we took him home, went to a pet shop, and got the supplies to take care of him. (A special note: I use to work in a pet store so I've hand raised baby birds before and one wild bird as well, a little starling). Well, the baby bird made it through the night and through the next day and into the evening.
My 2 toddlers (ages 2 and 3) fell in love and my dog ( a shepard mix) apparently thought it was a tiny puppy. Which is scary considering the tiny baby was only about the half the size of a chicken nugget. It was funny to see this 60 some pound dog follow me around every time I fed this tiny naked bird. He'd whine and whimper until I let him sniff and check the baby out and get his approval that I wasn't going to hurt it and then he'd let me feed him. The baby didn't have its eyes open yet, not feathers, was mostly just pink and grey skin, with a little fluff on its head and back. I want to say it maybe a week of maybe a week and a half old at most.
David, my 2 year old, got to watch all the feedings. He was very excited since he was there when we found the bird. My 3 year old only got to see the baby fed twice since she had spent the night we found him at their grandparents' house. Sadly, however, the last feeding was very tragic and the baby aspirated and passed away. My son wasn't really affected by this he just figured the baby was rested, since after every so many cc's of food the baby had too anyways since it was so young. But my 3 year old is so much smarter than most give her credit for. She suffers from speech apraxia so its hard for most people to understand her sometimes. Both my children go to speech therapy. My son for delayed speech and my daughter for the apraxia.
Anyways, as the baby was turning blue and I was doing my best clear his air way she kept saying over and over "Oh, man, Mom!" and getting closer to my shoulder. The when the bird finally passed away. She said "Mom bird dead." I found myself giving this bird cpr for 20 minutes for my 3 year old daughter as she stood by my side saying "oh, man bird dead, Mom" over and over. He's now buried in our garden under our dying between our dying tomatoes and sunflowers. My hearts broken for him and for my 3 year old.
Today I had to put her in time out for acting out on a totally different matter and when I asked her to talk to me and tell me what was going on she wouldn't at first. Then I asked her if she was mad at me and she told me no. I asked if she was mad at her brother who she had been fighting with on and off and once again she said no. The she said she was just mad. I asked her why and at who and she said "me, Mom." When I asked her to tell me why this is all she would tell me. "Bird dead" and she hugged me and walked away to look out the window. The bird died 2 days ago. No one has spoken a word about it. Shouldn't a 3 year old have forgotten it by now? Why is she taking the blame herself? How in the world do I handle this? Am I a bad mother? We've talked about Heaven and death some before because my grandmother passed away when she was 1 and then just not long ago (in another blog) my friends lost their 6 month old baby. So we talked about how death is like sleeping and not waking up but its not bad and you go to Heaven and its okay. But how do you deal with a child that is too smart for her age that can't really communicate? This is just so frustrating!