I have always heard about the terrible twos. I don't remember anyone ever saying that it doesn't stop at two. I remember the baby times. The moment they are born is an amazing beyond words experience. To every mother their baby is the most beautiful being they have ever seen. You realize this is the person you will always love more than anything in the whole world.
The moment you take them home is over joying. It is the best time. You never want to put them down. Everything about them is perfect. Who knew that you could be completely content watching someone sleep for hours? It seems that the moment they look up at you with those little eyes, everything is right in the world.
Most mothers record every little moment in their baby's life. It all seems to go by so fast. I remember feeling like it was yesterday, when we brought this tiny bundle home. The next thing you know they are rolling over, then crawling. They go from eating nothing but liquids, to solid food. The first bite of real food they taste is so exciting. You record the face they make the first time solid food hits their tongue. It all truly seems to happen in such a short time.
It is a celebration the first time they crawl across the floor. It isn't just a joy for the mothers, but also for the baby. The first time they realize they can take off on their own the little face seems to light up. As soon as they seem to get the crawling down, it is time to take their hands. Daddy takes the little hands and leads them across the room to mommy. The little one is so excited. The next thing you know they take their first steps all on their own. Everyone is so happy. This is where it all starts to be more of a challenge.
They go from being this pink little bundle of joy to a bundle of energy. Once they can move they never slow down. Every minute is energetic. It is such a wonderful time for both parent and child. The first birthday is a huge celebration. The first bite of cake they eat is always an event. I remember both hands diving in, and then the face following. The first year flies by, and here we are at the second birthday.
To me it seemed like the moment the second birthday came the terrible twos set in. They are at a time when they are becoming more independent. They can get around on their own now. They want to do everything all at once. Although the twos were a little challenging, they weren't as bad as I thought they were going to be.
My terrible age seem to come at three. They are at the age where it is hard to understand that there are rules. It seems to be hard for them to see that we have to do everything at certain times. They want to play now, not later. Why do they have to eat their vegetables? It just doesn't make since to them. What is bedtime, that is just foreign to them. Why go to sleep if you aren't tired? For me nap time was over a little after age three.
Their minds are full of new things, and sometimes it can be overwhelming. Tantrums are frustrating for the parent, but I believe also for the child. They aren't quiet sure how to deal with anger yet. I remember sometimes not being listened to. When the tantrums came and nothing could seem to calm them down, I felt like I had done something wrong. Misbehavior somehow made me feel like I wasn't the best mom, like I should have done something different.
I think every mother tries everything to help with the good behavior. You can try everything, and sometimes it just doesn't seem to work. It can be frustrating for the child and the mother. The child has so many emotions and they aren't quite sure how to deal with them. No matter how hard or frustrating it gets, they are still the best thing that ever happened to you.
I know that there is a way to get through it. There are still wonderful times. Playing outside and letting them explore all the new things. Everyday is a new learning experience for them. It is amazing to watch them grow up everyday, tantrums and all.
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