I hate to admit this, but a couple of weeks ago my husband and I were confessing to each other how it might be nice to skip over the whole third year of child rearing. I'd like to say we were completely joking, but I think we were very...slightly...serious. At that point, it was shaping up to be quite exhausting. The procrastinating, the refusal to eat or sleep or do anything remotely cooperative really was wearing on us and in that moment...parenthood was definitely anything but rosy.
As per usual, the very next week just as we thought we might lose our minds, the toddler gods decided to shine down and remind us what a lovely journey parenthood can be. There have been lots of hugs and kisses, cooperation, reasonableness and even cuddling! While there are still battles being fought daily, it has been a more pleasant experience for everyone involved.
We are in what I'd like to call the "sweet spot".
With 2 years and 11 months of parenting under my belt, I've learned this journey is a roller coaster ride. There will be ups and downs, tears and laughter. I don't know how long this sweet spot will last, but I'm soaking it up at the moment. Taking it all in. I want to remember how incredibly special this crazy little toddler is in this very moment.
While you probably couldn't have convinced me of this a few weeks ago, I do think the year of three can be great. We've entered the land of bedtime chats, coloring, cuddles and playing make believe with wild enthusiasm. I can't always keep up with his energy levels, but there are moments when I find myself completely immersed in his little world. It's an amazing thing to let go and feel your inner child come out.
|(It's not every night you get to play hockey with plastic golf clubs and score the winning goal.)|
It's so easy to try and wish time away to a place where these crazy little people are old enough that basic things like bedtime and dinner time aren't battles of olympic proportions. So, I'm trying to remind myself....little people, little problems. I don't know what's to come, but I do know that scaring away imaginary monsters will be much easier than battling the bigger issues of whatever the teenage years might hold.
I just want to soak these little moments up. He won't like holding my hand forever. However stressful and draining these days of three might be at times, I do know I will miss them and the sweetness that always seems to balance everything out.
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