Terribly Terrific
In the last few months, I’ve heard nothing but echoes of this dreaded “terrible two” age. It’s like a warning label that others are afraid you haven’t seen yet. 🤚 Trust me, I’ve seen the beginning...it doesn’t start the day she turns two. 😂 In all seriousness, I don’t like how inherently negative it is to call this next stage of parenting “the terrible twos.”
< What if “the terrible twos” are actually kind of terrific? >
Okay, I see you mama...rolling your eyes 👀 While I don’t like being told “no” 746 times a day by a little replica of me, I think it’s important to notice that she isn’t trying to defy you (I’m sure that comes around the age of 13 - sorry for the entire year of 2001, Mum 😂). She’s developing independence and learning how to process frustrations and choices.
She is LITERALLY frustrated at her inability to do something she thinks she should be able to do on her own. And she can’t communicate that to you in the same way she understands it. Isn’t that incredible? She’s come a long way from projectile poo and needing to be burped. [hopefully 🤞]
I know I’ve only got about two years in this game so far, and every mom will tell you she doesn’t know if she’s doing the right thing. I don’t know if I’ll do the right thing if she’s screaming on the floor at the store...I’m just hoping I make it to the wine aisle before a tantrum comes along. Or even the candle aisle. #sniffthemall
Don’t worry. She didn’t eat the berries. I stayed in Girl Scouts long enough to know that! :)
Ultimately, your frame of mind is your narrator. Whether you look at this time of development as being truly terrific or kinda terrible, that is up to you. I am going to try my best to recognize her search for independence while finding a way to communicate her boundaries.
This was our first real sighting of Fall. Bring it on, Mother Nature! We welcome you!
Aaaand just in case...send whiskey. 🥃
