Sometimes in life, things get crazy. Okay, more than sometimes. A lot of times, 2 year olds decide that sleep is for the birds, and they wish not to participate. You can beg, and plead, you can cry and pray, and yet, NOTHING seems to make the kid give into sleep. Sometimes, you think of all the parents out there DYING to have children, and think, well, maybe I should just give them mine.
If you have just read that, and can honestly say as a parent you have never thought those things, then I am willing to admit that I am crazy.
But, I think it is important at times to remind ourselves, that the best IS yet to come.
Some day between toddlerhood and puberty, I will have good times with my daughter, tantrum free. She will go to school, and learn even more things, and become an extreme conversationalist. We will spend hours together, talking about anything and everything on her mind. I will be her confidant, and listen without judgement. These are the sorts of things I am patiently waiting for, and trying to remember not to sweat the small stuff, like sleep, and perfection.
Love and Laughter,