As your wonderful, sweet, loving, happy little baby transitions from infant to toddler-hood, his/her personality starts to shine. Your once adorable little muffin is now an angry screaming toddler. Where did that bundle of joy go?
In my household, we are about to embark on this unforgettable journey. However, through the alligator tears and ear-piercing screams, I still see my precious little angel. And just like me and his Dad, he is going through some changes of his own. In fact, being a toddler has to be as difficult, if not more difficult than becoming a teenager. How, do you ask? Well, let me begin…
First of all, toddlers are learning at a very fast past. They want to know how this toy works, or what happens when they push this button. They become very curious. I guess this is where the term,”Curiosity may kill the cat,” comes from, because Nick seems to act just like a kitten at times. I find him in the strangest predicaments: on top of the tv (that’s on the floor), in his toy box, under a chair. They quickly learn cause and effect: “If I knock these blocks down, they make a loud noise,” or, “If I pull all these tissues out, Mom tells me no.”
Secondly, children around two years of age start acquiring a language. Most toddlers cannot speak clearly what their needs and wants are. Therefore, they get very frustrated and angry leading towards….you guessed it. When a toy doesn’t work like he wants it to, or when I don’t fix the right food, Nick gets frustrated. Granted, I get frustrated too. He isn’t able to tell me what he wants, and I obviously haven’t read his mind. It’s usually a back and forth until one of us caves in. I have a feeling that Nick has so many questions rattling through his little mind. Sometimes I catch him with a quizzical look hoping to get an answer to one of his many thoughts. Until then, it’ll be more guessing what he really wants.
Thirdly, toddlers have a sense of independence. Now that they have mastered walking, holding objects, and some talking, they are ready to go…by themselves. “I can do it by myself” attitude can test your patience. When I go to the store, I have to compromise with Nick for him to stay in the cart. He rather get out and explore the big store and find the cool shiny toys. I usually have to run my errands during a snack break, right after he has burned some energy off.
Let me finish up by saying Nick is a fantastic, charismatic, adventurous little man. He amazes me each day by how much he learns and remembers things. It is not easy being Nick’s Mom, but I definitely wouldn’t trade it for the world. He has his moments (as well as I) and can throw the best of tantrums. But those moments are quickly followed by a hug and big toothy grin. I know the tantrums will fade as he grows older, but those hugs and smiles will last. He is a big helper around the house: he helps me sweep, throw away garbage, cleans up (sometimes), and is my daily entertainment. He loves for me to read to him as well as chase him. He isn’t fond of diaper changes or naps, but he gives in eventually. He is a good sleeper, once he falls asleep. I am very grateful for that.
One of these days I will blink, and my little (almost) two year old will be to old for cuddles, blankies, and hugs from Mom. And I will miss it terribly, because having a toddler can be a rewarding experience.