I do not claim to be a perfect mother.
I lose my patience with the best of them.
These past few weeks have been a real test and have me reconsidering my decision to keep Cate home with all summer. I had visions of spending time in the park across the street every morning and filling up the kiddy pool in the backyard every afternoon. Well... between the never ending gloomy, rainy days and the outdoor water ban in our neighbourhood, it's hard to see the silver lining. Cate is the type of kid (like most, I assume) that NEEDS to spend some time outside everyday to burn off some energy. The recent days have left us with a wound up little girl at night.
To top it off, Cate is going through what I will call a "phase". I have heard people talk about the terrible twos, but now I am living it and it is not pretty. She doesn't listen or obey anything we say, she has completely given up on the idea of using the potty, she still has no personal space boundaries, and most of the time responds in what hubby calls "whinese". I just pray that the day she turns three it will all change and she will revert to the quiet, kind and considerate little girl that she was a year ago.
I remember when Cate was little and we would see older toddlers misbehaving and hubby and I would say to ourselves that no way would we let our child behave like that. How embarassing for their parents... Well... boy is my face red now! I take back every thought I ever had to that effect. Now, when Cate is acting up, I take pleasure in seeing the reaction of new parents and I think to myself - just you wait, your turn is coming...!
To all the parents out there - how did you survive the terrible twos?