Health, Toddler

Sleep My Little Toddler

Little miss has been having a hard time with sleeping lately. I don’t know if it’s a cognitive leap or a physical growth spurt, but she’s really having a hard time with getting to sleep and getting up from sleep.

Which means Mommy and Daddy are having issues with sleep.

Which means everyone is tired and on edge.

Ugh. So much fun.

We all just want sleep. However, none of us is really getting the sleep we need.

Right now I would kill for a magic potion that would put us all to sleep for a full eight hours. That and dogs that understand that sleep is a good thing.

 

Toddler

Growing Up So Fast

Oh little girl.

As I was folding your laundry the other day, specifically your little socks, it hit me that you’re not going to be this small much longer. Soon we’ll be seeing you off to school, and before I know it, it will be your last day of secondary school and you’ll be heading into adulthood, ready to take on the world.

That soon those little socks will just be a bit bigger, and that one day, those little socks will probably be the same size as my socks.

Made me sad in a way. In the almost two years you’ve been with me, I find myself wanting to both press pause to keep things where they are, but wanting to keep going because I want to see you grow up into the woman you’re going to be. It’s a bit of a paradoxical situation, isn’t it?

But for right now, Mommy is going to sit here with those little socks, and smile. Because there was a time we weren’t sure you were going to have the next size of socks.

<3 you little miss monkey.

Toddler

Bad Mommy Blogger. No Cookie.

So yeah, I’ve been gone for what feels like forever. The good? I’m enjoying my daughter exploring her world. The bad? Having mobility issues that the medical establishment seems to be out to tell me are in my head (and not in a scientific way).

I’ve been battling that battle for a long time, and I just have stopped journaling in pretty much every aspect of my life.

Little Miss has been growing both physically and mentally, and I find myself in happy tears on so many occasions. Life might not be easy, but with her in it, it’s worth it.

I promise I’ll be back to it soon. Getting organized is a priority and I know will help me in many ways, and help me be the best mom I can be for her.

 

Rubber Ducky
Toddler

Just Ducky

Well, little miss is able to have a (supervised) bath on her own. She’s learning how to clean herself, and while she’s not quite there yet, she’s learning quickly.

She’s had two rubber ducks since I can remember. A pink one and one that has a temperature gauge on it (because contrary to popular opinion, when you have issues that affect your nerves, it’s a better idea than using the elbow.).

Lately though, we have had demands for more ducks. I guess you could say that everything is just ducky for her.

Now the hunt for unique rubber ducks begins. Thank God for Amazon.

tanrum
Toddler

It’s Tantrum Time

Oh little girl.

I love you, but I think we’ve entered the “terrible twos” a bit early. I know in some ways you’re well ahead of your peers, but you’re not able to express the whirlwind of emotions that are in your head. I know what it’s like to have all your feelings turned to 11.

We’ll make it through this tempest. You didn’t come with a manual, and we’re learning as you learn. I love you and we’re going to get through it together.

You’re a good girl. The bad things that happen, they don’t make you any less of a good child. Remember that.

Toddler on a Mission
Toddler

Toddler On A Mission

Oh little girl. You are definitely mobile. And definitely on a mission, which from what I can tell, is to get into as much trouble as possible.

I know we anxiously waited for you to become the biped that you were born to be, but right now, we’re asking for five more minutes of that cute little bundle of adorable that didn’t move. Just so we can baby-proof a bit more.

You have gone from hesitant steps to running, and that has gotten you a few bumps and bruises, and scared a few years off mommy and probably given both Mommy and Daddy more grey hairs.

You’re exploring your world, and boy howdy do you not like the word no. Guess what little one? Get used to it.
You are loved and wanted, but you’re not going to get everything you want. I can’t fit a pony in my backyard and I’m sure that bylaw would have so much fun with that.

I can’t wait until the spring really comes. You know, after second winter? Then we can get outside and you can work on your plan to take over the world.

Toddler

The Toddler Years Are Here

Oh my dear darling girl. You are most definitely a toddler.

You are mobile on two legs and while you prefer to be hanging on to Mommy and Daddy’s hands while tearing across the countryside, you are perfectly able to terrorize the place on your own.

We also have had our start of toddler meltdowns. The most spectacular was when your poor Auntie and I were trapped with you before her appointment and you had us both looking for a holy water font, because damn child.

Your vocabulary is expanding as your world does, and I can tell that you’re learning more than you can express right now. That is frustrating, and I know how you feel, because Mommy still has that problem sometimes.

I love that you love books. You are crazy for them. You also are showing Mommy that your spatial reasoning is really taking off like no one’s business.

I am so glad that you are my daughter, and that we’re in this together. I promise that I will love you forever – even if you don’t think I do (to my mother – I get you now, so much).

I would like to know where you get your energy though. I am beginning to think that you are hiding a nuclear power plant somewhere (because what comes out the output is near toxic waste some days). Also – Naps are wonderful and you’re going to look back on this phase of hating them when you’re older and go “Damn it”. Trust me on that one little girl.

So, let’s see where tomorrow takes us, shall we?

Christmas Tree
Holidays

Oh Christmas Tree

The holidays are here in our house. We finally have put up our tree, and even though it’s not her first Christmas, it is the first Christmas where she is able to see what the heck is going on. Oh, the perils of having a late autumn baby.

She watched us put up the tree the other day with eyes that were wide and full of wonder. You could almost read the “THERE IS A TREE IN MY HOUSE. TREES DO NOT GO IN THE HOUSE!”

As we decorated it, we made sure she was involved, and Christmas slowly is coming to life for her. We’re hoping to make it out to see the local mall Santa, but if we don’t make it, I’m not going to lose too much sleep over it.

Toddler Girl
Toddler

Melting Down

I’ve heard of the terrible twos, and “three-nagers” but holy crap. No one told me that the utter and complete meltdowns could start as early as a year.

Yep, we’re in the toddler meltdowns. The little one does not want to go to sleep because she’d rather play. She also will melt down if you take something away from her, even if it’s something she’s not supposed to have (like Mommy’s asthma inhaler).

I know that her world is expanding, but her language is not up to where she can express clearly what she wants. I understand how that can frustrate the hell out of her. I would however like her to go to sleep. She just wants to see everything, to learn everything. This is a great thing to want, but child you need to get some sleep sometimes. Trust your Mommy on this.

Ah well, practice for the future, eh?

 

Birthday Cake
Motherhood

A Letter On Your First Birthday

My dear beautiful darling daughter.

This afternoon will mark your first complete journey around the sun. Last year Daddy and I weren’t sure that you would make it to your first month, let alone your first year. But, even before you were born, you were defying all the odds.

So, today we share a birthday, because before you, I wasn’t a mother.

I watch you grow every day, and seeing your world expand before you makes my heart grow like the Grinch’s heart (don’t worry, you’ll understand this later). You surprise me every day, and you make me smile when I think that I can’t go on. You are, in many senses, the reason that I get up in the morning.

You are my special little girl – so wanted and so loved.

I love you, and I wish you could see you through my eyes.

 

Happy Birthday Kidlet.