I think it's official.
We've hit that stage now.
That frustrating.emotional.confusing.what-the-heck-just-happened realm of toddler hood.
Meet miss.cranky pants.
And see that scowling duck face? Well, that's where we live most days lately...
It's a wonder any of us survived this stage back in the day when our parents could have thrown us to a passing gypsy caravan.
What happened to the fairly calm, contented daughter I once knew?
Now she's the 0 - 60 emotional.screaming.crying.tonsils-are-a-flying at any thing in life that doesn't suit her fancy. Which is a lot, apparently.
Don't cross her folks...it will get ugly.
Now I'm sure it's just a rite-of-passage for every toddler.
And, I'm calling it a 'stage' because I want to be optimistic it won't stick around!
I know it's hard being a kid... what with the getting up at 5:30AM... filling their diapers while avoiding the potty... facing extreme emotional upheaval when they can't watch their favourite show - or worse, having to actually share a toy! I get that.
What I'm confused about is how to shelter both our hearts through this storm.
It's a strange world to be in where suddenly you are the target of your child's scornful glare.
Those helpless babies that adored you just for saying "booop!"...now standing with their fists clenched and hollering "I can do it MYSELF!!".
I naively thought that if we were consistent parents, who disciplined and pointed her to the positive behaviours we wanted to see... that we would be rewarded with a sweet cherub child!
But, don't get me wrong, I still adore this little bundle of bonkers'ness!
She has her sweet-as-sugar moments (which are even brighter against these dark ones).
Like how she wants to help care for baby Hudson, and when he cries she says "Shhhhh, it's ok lil' buddy, I'm here. I'm here".
And when we thank her for helping she says:
Or, how she loves to be chased... and is squealing/laughing so hard that her tongue is curling in to her throat (a very weird wonderful noise)!
....yep, I love her.
I guess we all have our moments don't we?