I hear people refer to the terrible two’s a lot when it comes to toddlers. Now I’m not saying that there aren’t days that my child doesn’t push me to the brink of insanity or a nervous breakdown but the episodes are thankfully relatively short and don’t happen every day. I lovingly refer to LMM as going through the amazing 2’s.
I wake up every morning happy and ready to see what my little munchkin is going to say or do next. It also helps when I see her little face inches from me smiling and saying “good morning mummy” or “morning mummy can I have a bottle?” or “Mummy can I pwease watch cartoons?” always with a little sleepy grin on her face and having the most amazing little smell coming from her – until she shoves her bum in my face and says “take my nappy off please”. Generally there is a period in-between waking up and having to get to work that pushes me to the edge of despair – but directly after that I’m back to being happy and ready to see what awesomeness LMM will bring to my day.
I know that there are those out of you that are saying there is no way you wake up every morning happy and there certainly is no way that your child fills you with joy, happiness and laughter every day but I’m really sorry its true. I’m not writing this to make my life sound perfect because it certainly isn’t and my child and I certainly aren’t perfect either but I genuinely am happy every day and my daughter fills me with joy and happiness and laughter every day – even with her mini meltdown’s.
Each day is like a little mystery bag of laughter, smiles and you are one crazy little girl.
LMM turns 3 in September so I’ve especially found the last four months particularly eventful. The things coming out her mouth amaze me, surprise me, make me wonder how a two-year old has even thought of it, and on the odd occasion horrifies me like the time she heard the word for fucks sake on T.V and confidently turned around to me and said for fucks sake mummy (from that moment on only G rated is allowed in the house until she is asleep.)
I remember when I was pregnant a friend of mine said to me – When they’re a baby they’re cute, and then they turn one and they are cuter and then they get to two and three it just gets beyond cute. I thought to myself damn how do you get cuter than a baby……well now that I have a two-year old I totally get what he was saying. I’m not sure how much more cuteness I can take or I might explode.
In the last few months LMM has started singing show tunes like: tomorrow from Annie, songs from the Lion King and Frozen. She has also started quoting random sayings from movies into every day life – like the time we were in the car and I said something to her and she said Hakuna Matata mummy… well I’ll be damned you cheeky little minx 🙂
Some of LMM’s most classic quotes to come out her mouth are:
- You have a big bum mummy and I have a little bum – well I never!
- Don’t speak to me like that mummy – after I told her not to stand so close to the microwave while waiting for her bottle
- You’re not my best friend any more mummy – After I wouldn’t let her watch cartoons in bed (that one broke my heart, but not as much as…..)
- You’re not my best friend and I don’t love you – I took the high road and said “well that’s ok, I still love you and your still my best friend”
- Don’t look at me while I’m on the toilet – but insists that I stay in the toilet with her to talk to her
- May I please ask you a question mummy – then continues on by not asking a question but having a random conversation with me
- Of course you can mummy, when I asked her if i could have a taste of her ice cream.
LMM and I were in Melbourne just recently and myself, LMM and grandma all shared a bed (you have to get mummy/grandma cuddle times in when you live in Perth), my mum and I were fascinated by the little conversations and thoughts going through her little mind. She chatted about her chocolate birthday cake, her pink peppa pink party, she named all the friends she had invited to her party all the while asking me little questions and asking if grandma was still awake.
Being a working mum the best time of the day for me is picking LMM up from daycare. The smile that lights up her face when she sees me makes the most awful or hardest days vanish away in a milli second. She is the light of my life and my rainbow on a rainy day. Then there is that hour before bed where everything else is put aside and she is like the devil incarnate put on earth to test and torture me…then she falls asleep after reading books and cuddle and kisses and I love you and she is an angel once more – who needs to go to an amusement park when you have a 2 year old – it’s a constant roller coaster ride.
I can’t wait to see what amazing things LMM does when she turns 3, although I’m not looking forward to the equally impressive tantrums and meltdown that I’m assuming will come with all the added 3 year old cuteness xxx