Before I was a mom, I thought that toddlers were the cutest, funnest, most wonderful age of childhood. My favorite age to babysit was the 15 months to 2 1/2 years age range. I loved that they looked like babies but tried so hard to act like little kids. I loved the words they tried to communicate, the “I do myself” everything, and how the simplest things made them smile. They were very entertaining. And therefore, I always thought that this would be my favorite age of my kids when I became a mom.
Well now I am a mom and my son is 2 1/2. I’m exhausted. Everything that I once found so cute with toddlers, I now find, well exhausting. The simplest tasks can become the biggest chore of the day. Answering questions. Re-directing. Giving instructions. Negotiating what toddler can do themself and what mommy helps with. Creatively distracting toddler. And by the end of the day; bribery.
I am finding this stage of toddlerhood to be a challenge. I’m tired. I give the same instructions 10,000 times a day. Privacy? I have none; maybe some day I’ll get to go the bathroom by myself again. I make food that always finds its way onto the floor. I give the same answers to the same questions each day. I find foreign items in the washing machine and wonder how they got there. I chase down little feet that run away with a giggle from my call. But in all of the busy chaos that comes with toddlerhood, I am learning to smile and find my sense of humor because I know the day will come when this season of parenting is long gone and yet I will wish for it again.