I'm Already Playing the Mom Card

Flynn has been "exerting her independence" & "displaying her vocabulary"... all code names for BEING A STINKER.
So, after a pretty tough day yesterday, I woke up thinking, "This is the day that the Lord has made... Flynn will not be bad today..." Then I tried to get her dressed.
This is something new I'm trying.. giving her a choice in the matter; hoping that will get her on my team --- "TEAM GET-DRESSED."
But, her bed has two sides: Bad side & Bad side. And today, like the other days this week, Flynn woke up on the, you guessed it, bad side of her bed.
So, she was sassing & saying things like, "NO, Me Do!" And choosing a new shirt that Gammy recently bought her, which sported these fabulous stickers that said, 2T & Faded Glory & $3.50 STRETCH, she wanted the stickers OFF before putting on the shirt. I suggested we put the shirt ON, then pull the stickers off. I JUST DO NOT HAVE TIME to do things exactly as she WANTS. I have two other people (not counting myself) who need to eat & get poopy diapers taken off of them, etc. And Lord forbid that anyone else gets attention.
Anyway, it started her rampage, the stomping & screaming & all the other things that you HEAR two year olds do (but just assume that it'll never be like that).
That's when I did it.
I played the mom card.
And when it was coming out of my mouth, I had a flashback to the Cosby show & I swear all of a sudden my voice was Felicia Rashad's voice.
I was Claire Hucstable.
"You will NOT talk to me like that. I am your mom. You won't treat me like this. I went through a LOT of trouble to bring you into this world."
Which everyone knows, that's the truth.
But Flynn doesn't know that I was on a trimester of bedrest, ate a special diet, went to the doctor weekly, almost died, had my stomach cut open with not so much as a warning... oh yeah & nearly died again.
Nor does she care.
She just wants the stickers off her shirt before she puts it on.