This is my sweet 2 year old. She is the funnest, most outgoing and very energetic, little human being I have ever met in my life!
I know, you're probably laughing hysterically at the title of this thinking "theirs no way!" but in reality, their is so a way!
Being the Mom of a two year old who just turned two a week ago, I feel like I am becoming a pro at this! (hahaha NOT)
Every morning around 8:00am I wake up without hesitation to "Mommy, uh oh!" and it seems to turn out that something disastrous has happened within the 10 feet between her room and ours. So as I slowly work my 6 month pregnant fat self out of my high off the floor bed, groggy as can be, sure enough I find someTHING to clean up. Now that right there is how my day starts.
By 10:00am I have fed her and I am usually sitting on the couch drinking a cup of warm tea with honey and I am catching up on my favorite talk show (Ellen) and she is off coloring or playing with her ponies or her new massive mini kitchen she got from her Grandparents (which that is a whole other story right there!) and thats when I hear, "Mommy, HELP!!" and I usually find her stuck in a predicament that I don't think I have or could ever be in, such as stacking toys up to reach the counter and dump out the whole canister of flower and not knowing how to get down, or be standing in the toilet washing off the stuffed animal that is covered in yogurt and not knowing how to get her foot out of the hole where everything goes down into....I slowly am gaining a good gag reflex by the way. And the many times I tell her "Aumari, NOOOO please don't do this again!" sure enough....it will happen about 3 more times before she moves onto the next test of her abilities like climbing onto the washer and dumping out the gigantic (heavy for me to even lift) clothing soap and mixing her sippy cup of water with what is all over her and the top of the washing machine because it makes "BUBBBBBLES!!!!!!!!"
So after the 1 or 2 morning baths that happen, she is finally ready for nap time and SO AM I!
So by 1:00pm we both go to bed for an hour or 2 and I hear her knocking on her bedroom door yelling "Mama! I awake!!" So I get up and open her door to find her nakedness pushing herself past me to break free from her stinky room....Yeah...You read that right....Stinky everywhere! Her poopy diaper is off and she wont have it any other way but off her bottom, so she takes her pants and her diaper off and ever so kindly keeps it in a corner for me to gather up later...Mind you, her diaper isnt rolled up like we as parents do, its wide open and her pants that she took off, are sitting right ONTOP of her diaper...and I whine and wimper loudly "Aumari, why??? please don't do this again!!! Its a NO NO!!" while my eyes are watering from the awful smell...
4:00pm we head off to go run errands and usually its a stop at the store or to pick Daddy up from work...Aumari HATES her car seat with a passion. I assume its from the much traveling we did when she was a baby. So by the time we reach our destination, even if its 5 minutes from the house, she's so ready to make a break for it, which results in a sudden dart away from me in the parking lot and me yelling "No! Please stop! Come back! You're gonna kill us both!!" and she laughs because she thinks its a game....I would carry her into the store but, I am unable to lift her fat (healthy!) toosh up.
So we get inside the store and I manage to hold her hand and she wants everything colorful in sight! Usually a balloon or sucker or gigantic stuffed panda bear (which her Dad eventually caved in and bought for her even when I protested)
and I say "no, not this time, maybe next time, k?" and BAM! Thats when it happens...the moment you've all been waiting for! THE WORLD IS ENDING!
How do I handle it? well I usually smile and leave and wish for better luck next time and usually walk out of the store till Daddy can come with us.
So now it is Dinner Time 6:30pm....
Have you ever been so proud of a meal thinking "This is it! I know this time my kid will definitely eat it! She will totally love it and hopefully want more!!!"....No? well I do and I seriously will spend a good hour in the kitchen preparing the meal and making it look all fun and I'll totally yell into the next room "Aumari! Mommy made you the best 'nom noms' ever! are you ready?!" and she'll squeel back "Yeah!!!" and come running into the kitchen with the biggest smile ever on her face and start jumping up and down excited! So I sit her up to the table and I get her some juice and sit her plate and silverware down and I excitedly say "looooook!!!! TADA!!!"......and so she shakes her head no and tells me "No" and climbs down from the table.....and the water works from me begin....
Now I don't force feed her or make her something else because if she is hungry enough, she will eat and if not, well she'll make up for it at the next meal/snack time.
Then comes bed time...My most FAVORITE time of day....Not cause of the sleep itself, though.
So it takes about an hour to actually get her to sleep. She throws a fit, or sometimes just cries or other times goes straight to bed, no fighting or anything. But I think the best thing she does, is asking me to lay down next to her; and when I do, she closes her eyes and just like that...she's asleep.
Its in that moment that I realize that she is worth the craziness. You actually really can't tell your child "No". They're learning...I'm learning, we all are. Asking nicely for them to not do something or explaining to them why they can't, is really the easiest way to teach them. I struggle so much in remembering to not say "no", I mean come on, no parent knows how to do everything perfectly. Even if you're on your 14th kid (like the Duggar Mom) you still are learning the best way to teach them and still having them love you and respect you as their parent. I Wish I could know how to do everything just right but I don't and probably never will. But its so fun in learning how to be with her. How exactly she needs me to be so that she can know the right way to do thing's. I am glad she gets into stuff and makes messes, I am glad that she tries all these new things because it helps her gain experience in life just like I did. I've also learned that asking, rather than telling her...really goes a long way. Asking her to hand me the butter knife rather than telling her to give it to me followed by an explanation as to why she can't have it or touch it, really really does work!!!
I Certainly have my fair share of breakdowns, more so lately and usually right along side with her. But at the end of the day I know that this is me and her making a team effort to understand each other.
"Aumari, please love me still, even after I get so upset with you that you kick me."
Good Luck, Mom's out there! We all rock even when we don't do something the right way. We are all still learning.
Oh and one last thing, about the play kitchen, she LOVES IT!!! So much that I find real food out of my fridge (uncooked bacon in her fake toaster, shredded cheese in her dishes and dry milk in her cups...) all because she was trying to cook. Yeah...Its so fun.
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