Hey ya'll! {side note...every time I type out "ya'll" on my computer it auto corrects to "yawl" which makes me laugh!} Happy Wednesday, this week has sort of been a doozie for me. I don't even know why..I guess getting back into the swing of things after being gone for a long weekend has me in a funk. I did finally get everyone unpacked and rooms organized this morning...previously it looked like a bomb had gone off in each of our bedrooms. {sorry mom!}
I feel like I've been struggling the past week or so with topics I want to blog about. I want to write meaningful things and not just ramble about nothing. If you have any suggestions of things you would like to read about or previous topics you've blogged about I'd love for you to share in the comments!
Today I'm going to keep it real. Facebook, Instagram, the blog world, have a tendency to make everything look like rainbows and butterflies. Lets be honest, who wants to post the ugly pictures of yourself, or the moments your toddler has tried your patience so much you lose your you know what. But to be totally honest, that's what my life is like lately. We are in a really hard stage with two kids under 2.5.
Up until about a month ago Graham really just laid around. He was content if you held him or if you just stuck him in the bouncy seat. Now that we've gotten to the six month mark his little personality has started showing which I absolutely love! But gone are the days where you could just hold him and he slept all day, or was content looking around. Now I feel like we play Russian Roulette all day with what will keep him occupied and happy for longer than 5 minutes. We go from the floor, to the bouncy, to the jump jump, to my arms. He is a generally very happy baby but as with any six month old his attention span is short lived. There is the dreaded witching hour which lasts far longer than an hour in our house in the evenings. It's pure survival mode from about 5:00 until he goes to bed at 6:30.
Then we have Jack. My sweet, precious, wonderful 2.5 year old. Who is exactly that...2.5 years old. We are smack dab in the middle of the 'terrible twos'. He can be sweet and wonderful and happy one minute and the next he turns on you and in his words "I'm mad!". His favorite phrase right now when I ask him to do something is "I'm good". As in "I'm good. I'm not doing what you ask!" Oh really? Thanks buddy, holding my hand in the parking lot isn't really negotiable. The problem with two year olds is that there is no reasoning with him. There is no "if you eat two bites of your mac n cheese you can have a hershey kiss" Which leads me to...meal time. This is my least favorite part of the day. Unless I offer pancakes or waffles its pretty much guaranteed he probably won't eat much of the meal placed in front of him. I have tried everything and 99% of the time I hear "No, I no yike dat!" There are times when I find myself losing my patience far to frequently and then of course the mom guilt sets in. Especially if we have a particularly hard morning before preschool drop off.
But then there are the wonderful times. The times that I cherish each and every day. The good far outweighs the bad. The gummy smiles and laughs that I get from Graham every time he sees me. The hugs and cuddles that Jack wants multiple times a day. The funny things he says and seeing the world through the eyes of a toddler is magical! Yes these days are hard, very hard. Sometimes I wonder If I would be better suited to go back to work {not really} but then I just look at these two precious red headed boys that God entrusted me with. He hand picked me to be their mama, and I'm brought right to my knees in gratitude. The phrase "the days are long, the years are short" couldn't ring truer for me in this season of life.
I write this post because I know that there are other mamas out there who feel the same way and at times feel like they are barely hanging on. I love reading about all the awesome mamas out there and the fun things they are doing and their kids are doing but I also know that this right here is real life and we are all just praying for a little more patience as the sun rises each morning!
It is definitely challenging having two tiny ones at the same time, but you're exactly right... the good outweighs the bad, that's for sure! I loved this post!
ReplyDeleteOh I feel you on the eating part. One day my girls love something and then two days later, they hate it and won't touch it. Most of the time we have to eat something and then they will eat it. Life with two is tough, but worth it.
ReplyDeleteFirst blog of yours that I have read and this was awesome! We are starting to think about adding to our family and are wondering how life with two will be and how things work. I loved reading this. Nice job
ReplyDeleteJulia Fielding
Girl I hear ya!! Emmy and Cam can both be hit or miss with food at times. It's so frustrating. And Emmy has been so fussy in the evenings lately that I'm going out of my mind. Two is tough, but so great as well. You've got this!!
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