Angela has entered the "Terrible Two" stage. When Alice was in its throws, I was in my first trimester of pregnancy. I attributed my feelings of frustration, tiredness, and annoyance to pregnancy hormones. Now, as I enter round two of the "TT" stage, I can honestly say all those feelings had nothing to do with pregnancy. This developmental stage in a child's life just (for lack of a better word that is not a profanity) sucks.
I understand the "why" behind the tantrums- no longer napping and not having the speaking vocabulary to convey her knowledge/desires. Still, it is tough weathering through it. The other day I informed my mom and husband that there should be a law of "No tantrums before Mommy has her first sip of caffeine". Yesterday morning Angela seriously had about five meltdowns before the water for my tea even came to a full boil. Nothing made her happy, so we went to the local Y. I worked out and she played with her friends and we were both in better moods by the time we reunited.
The good mood extended into the evening hours. After dinner, Angela sat on my lap while we chatted. I hugged her and asked, "Angela, are you my big girl?"
She shook her head and replied, "No. Alice."
"Oh, Alice is my big girl?"
"Yes."
"Are you my little girl then?" I asked.
"Yes."
John and I were amazed that she reasoned this out so well. No wonder she has meltdowns. Angela has it all figured out and she has to guide her occasionally addled mom through it all. I would be frustrated too.
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I always say it's not that I couldn't have another baby, it's that I couldn't handle another toddler!
ReplyDeleteOh, so true!
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