Mothering a toddler is hard, yo.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, mothering a toddler is totally awesome too, but I’m talking about the hard stuff right now.
So I’m pretty much flunking toddlerhood and this will probably go down on my permanent record.
Toddlers exhibit lots of undesirable behaviors as they navigate through their tyrannical need for independence. I know it’s all a normal part of toddler development but just because it’s normal, it doesn’t mean it’s easy. I used to get all “What does this mean? Will he grow up to kill small animals? Is this normal?” about everything, but I’m over it. I’m so over it.
With two kids, a full-time job and my neighbor’s ever-barking dog, I think I may have finally reached the point of sweet submission.
Yep, I gave up trying to figure it all out. Peace out to the fear that every naughty behavior has some deeper psychological meaning. Goodbye to the worry of a dinner left unfinished. So long to the idea of an afternoon nap. I have to believe there are worse things.
Does the fate of the free world hang in the balance while my toddler decides whether or not to eat his broccoli? I’m going to go with probably not (I really hope I’m right about that).
I’m not down for a life of constant warfare, so in the game of toddlerhood, I’m choosing my battles.
My personal toddler battles worth fighting for include: honesty, kindness, tolerance, respect, health & safety and hard work. These are the biggies in my house and the rest of it — the picky eating, cleaning up messes and nighttime struggles — we’ll deal with all that stuff somehow; we always do.
I’m not giving up. I’m not giving in. I’m choosing peace.
Mom and Dad are still as large and in charge as we ever were, we’re just focused on the bigger picture and honestly, it feels pretty fantastical.
My only regret: Not flunking toddlerhood sooner.
Flunking toddlerhood, totally genius or totally stupid? Sound off!
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