6/28/12

Terrible, Adorable Twos.

With Ivy being in the "Terrible Two's" stage I've come to learn two very valuable things. For one, the "Terrible Two's" stage ain't no stereotype that gossipy 3 years olds made up, man. That girl knows how to throw a tantrum like it's her job these days. And (more importantly) number two, that it's crucial to focus on all the sweet and adorable stuff that comes along with this difficult age. Otherwise you'd probably find me laying facedown next to her on the cold grocery store floor; sobbing, kicking, and screaming along with.

For instance, when she whiningly begs me to hold her at the most inconvenient times by yelling, "Hold you peez!", I need to forget the fact that it's an inconvenient time and remember that there will most likely be a day that she doesn't want me to hold her anymore. Hopefully that's not until high school though.

Or when she throws a screaming fit because its time to change clothes, I need to remember that before long, she won't have to hold onto my shoulders for balance as I pull up her pant legs anymore. I love that. She'll probably grow out of saying, "ahh-m...ahh-m!" for each shirt sleeve I slip onto her arms, too. I'm going to miss that raspy little voice that can't even come close to pronouncing it's "R's".

Of course I need to remember that when she's stubbornly refusing to sit in her highchair or booster seat at restaurants, there will one day be a time where her weekends and lunch dates will be spent with people much more awesome than her own lame parents (or so she falsely thinks!), so I need to appreciate the time spent chasing her around the restaurant kitchen and parking lot while she can still pencil us in.

When she gets all dramatic about an "ouchie" (even a fake "ouchie"), she won't always insist I kiss it better. That I need to remember every time she gets "hote".

When she marches into my bathroom while I get ready, relocating all the toys she had previously been playing with from the other room to the floor and pulling out all my makeup and toiletries, I need to forget about the mess she's making and remember that it's only a matter of time before she won't want to be in the same room as me every second of every day. I'm convinced that the day she goes into her bedroom and shuts the door behind her will be the saddest day of my life. Or pretty close anyway.

When food is flying across the dinner table and she's refusing to eat anything, I need to remember that there will most likely be some nights in the years to come that she's too busy with friends, sports, or school to make it home in time for dinner. I'll sweep up the peas any day over that.

When she's totally stalling for bedtime, asking for her 8th drink of water or one more story each night, I need to remember that I can't tuck her in for the rest of her life (contrary to what the book "Love you Forever" portrays. I just don't see myself climbing through any 2nd story windows in the middle of the night during her adult life...) So even when the bedtime routine takes over 5 hours--and yes, it totally has taken that long and that is no exaggeration--I need to remember that there's nothing I'd rather be doing at night, and to enjoy the time spent with her now (even if at 1:00 am!), while the feelings are mutual.

Basically I need to welcome Ivy's toddler tantrums and attitude and "NO's!" with open arms, because with this age comes many more perks than anything; snuggling and reading to her each morning, her sweet innocence, "opening" her banana peels and buckling up her sandals, playing the most thrilling games of hide and seek, dance parties that fill the room with squeeky laughter, nightly baths that are the perfect amount of bubbly, and the ability to smooch her whenever I want without any eye rolling. Two year olds aren't so bad after all, now it's the teenage years I'm worried about. ;)

23 comments:

Jessie said...

My little boy is the same age as Ivy. I need to just copy and paste this post into my mental memory. So perfectly stated.

Kasey Gentry said...

Reading this was so therapeutic for me (as my 2.5 yo is hitting her brother in the face). I needed to hear this today. every day, really. Thanks for writing it and sharing it with us so I can remember these moments are so short and pass too quickly.

-Kasey

Sandy Rose said...

Such wisdom from such a young mom.

Wishing I had that wisdom when mine were little because I am now at that point where they're too big to hold, can say their "R's", have dates with more awesome people, pencil me in, live behind a closed bedroom door, etc.

It's ok though, that's what happens and we hope we've trained them well enough to become self-sufficient, kind, loving adults.

But, they do still want their Mama when they have ouchies!

Sandy Rose said...

And be warned - the Terrible Twos can turn into the Tornado Threes! I always found that Finally Four seemed to be the turning point when they finally become "civilized little humans."

communikate. said...

but man.. she's cute!

Alexis said...

My 4.5yo still throws fits. And my 19 month old boy has shown me that there are horrible one's (as I call them), because he has been throwing tantrums since he was 16 months old. I need to remember everything you have blogged to get me through these days lately. Definetely needed this!
And yes my daughter will still throw herself on the floor in stores (but atleast she sits), though my boy will gladly have a full on tantrum at a store and lay on the floor. But the other moments are precious!

Jenny B said...

Oh I can't wait. Thanks for the reminder, what a sweet sweet post!!

Christen said...

I might just print this and hang it on my refrigerator. My daughter turned two in May and since then I've been convinced she's out to kill me. I must embrace those sweet times because she is less of a baby and more of a big kid every day.

Jennie said...

I seriously don't know how my parents survived my teenage years. As far as I know, I was a typical terrible two-year-old, but I remember my teenage years and I was raging ball of hormones, the likes of which had never been before seen by human eyes.

Thank you for this lovely post about your daughter! I'm sure my mom would have appreciated it approximately 18 years ago. ;)

kisa said...

beautiful post.

teeny said...

it can be so hard to appreciate moments as we're in them....but a little reflecting every now and then seems to do the trick. beautiful post- and that picture is priceless!!

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Alissa said...

I love it, it's perfectly said! Our daughter started the terrible two's at 8 months old, ten months later she's going strong and still not even two, lol. I say the same things to myself, that gets me through each day.

Alissa
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Samantha said...

That is perfect advice to parents! I will have to remember it for myself someday :)

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JLang said...

Sweetest post ever, so beautifully put. Remember to truly enjoy it all, because it really does go by fast. And when you just can't take it any more, bring her over to grammy's so you can have a break.
Love you!!

Kaitlyn Kochany... said...

This is so beautifully human. I love that you can both acknowledge the frustration and look past it to the person you love.

Amber Jodoin said...

That's is so beautifully written. I have a 3 mo old and a 10 year old... My 10 year old still wants my husband to carry her to bed and although she is big - he does because he knows that time is quickly coming to an end. When our baby wakes up in the middle of the night (she's been sleeping through it now for a couple weeks), I have said to myself that as much as I love my sleep - I love that quiet time rocking her and watching her little baby mouth suck imaginary bottles and binkies.

Sarah W. said...

Such a sweet post, about brought me to tears! A reminder that you really do have to cherish all the little things while you can.

Random, I found your blog through pinterest. I thought I recognized you from somewhere and I remembered that we played softball together a few summers ago (obviously before you had your cute little girl)! Go Queen B's! :)

White Family said...

I like that you always see the beauty of her "sugar" through her bit of "spice"! xo

The Webbs said...

This is so what I needed to read tonight. Today was a toughy but it seems to me like pouty, cute, sassy, strong willed girls come delivered to not only me. She is darling.

Lynsi said...

what a great post, perfectly put! The teenage years are right around the corner for us, so seriously we have to soak it up while we still can, this post was a good reminder of that! I LOVED seeing sweet Ivy today, that big hug made my day!
Oh the comment about that book made me laugh!!! I cry every time i read that to my kids, I'm sure they think im crazy!

M.E.H. said...

This is so cute and so true. I love this, thanks for the reminder! They won't be babies forever.

Corinne said...

I love this post. Thank you! I am doing a parenting project-- trying to force myself to look at things this way and make the most of these short years! (both in enjoying and teaching!) www.5for50project.blogspot.com

Hailee said...

If it gives you any hope, I'm almost 22 and I still, on occasion, sit in my mom's lap and tell her to hold me like a baby :)