The other day I was that mom.
The one with the uncontrollable two year old. That has the inability to share. Listen. Sit still. Not jump or otherwise act civilized. The toddler with the insatiable appetite for destruction. READ MORE
My children are no longer toddlers, or preschoolers. I’m solidly in the teen and tween years here. I remember my children being younger, or at least I think I do but the reality is there’s a lot of amnesia that happens once your children outgrow a phase.
I remember someone telling me that we can only relate to the phase our children are in now, and the one they’re approaching. Everything else is a blur we vaguely remember some details about. I didn’t believe it at the time (I had a baby at the time!) but now I totally get it!
We are just a few months into the “terrible twos” and let me tell you, friends, one of us isn’t going to make it to three. If I were you, I’d put my money on the little one being the sole survivor.