About a week or two ago there was a shift in this house— or more specifically, about a day before the retrograde hit. This little one (the cute one up there^), she took a turn for the worst. I mean, I say “worst”, but I know very well that she’s still not that bad. Regardless, some days, parenting has been on the challenging side. It seems all parents agree that at two OR three, it hits: a terrible stage. Two was easy as pie for us. Three, well, call it a stage, or being a “threenager” or whatever you want to call it, but whatever it is, it’s been a bit harder lately. I’m not mad or upset, I completely and totally understand that this stage is part of her growing life. She’s only been in this world for three short years. She’s figuring out her boundaries, her own wants vs needs, and especially, her own emotions. And I’m figuring out how to have grace in it all. This patience thing, it’s a newer thing for me. I mean, I’ve always wanted/needed it (we all do), and I’ve worked towards having it, but only now, in the past three years can I really call myself a patient person.
I’ve been working hard to keep my cool through the toddler meltdowns. I’m figuring out what will be best, how she will learn, how my reaction will affect hers, and how we can both stay happiest, without giving up what we both want and need. We’re both learning. Between the late sleepless nights, the crying, and whatever the hell else we’ve had to deal with in her lifetime (and right before), I know the past three years have worked me up to this point. And now, like when I struggled through the baby months, we’re taking it one day at a time. Some days are good to great. And some days it’s a matter of taking a few extra big breaths in and out, while we wait for her to regain her emotional footing.
We picked up a sewing kit this past week. It’s been really nice practicing patience, while teaching her something new. We’ve been working on paying attention to emotions, taking things slowly, and details, without needing perfection. There’s no rush here— in and out, forward and forward, finding and keeping that happy place. Even on her emotional days, I’m happy to be here with her….. and learning more patience through and with her.