48 minutes ago
Kellie & Mike ( @parksidehome )
I had a productive conversation with my almost three-year-old the other day when I picked her up from pre-school.
I popped her into the carseat and she said, “We are going on a boat!” Me: “We’re going on a boat? What boat?” Her: “We are going on a boat?” Me: “No, we aren’t going on a boat!” Her: “We are going on a boat?!?!?!?!!!” Me: “No! We aren’t going on a boat!!” Her: “WHY YOU NOT LET ME GO ON A BOAT?!?” And that’s how things spiralled downhill. People talk about the terrible twos. I mean, that phase has its own name. What was the hardest time for me however, was the THREENAGER stage. When my son was three, he went through at least one tantrum a day. I remember helplessly sitting on the bathroom floor with my three-year-old and eight-month-old. We were all screaming at each other and stamping the floor. It was not my proudest mom moment, but I had to live through the storm. I mean, what else could you do? I locked myself in a room and called my friend at one point because I was losing my mind and had ZERO patience for the kids.
Now that I’m entering threenager round two, I know what to expect (a bit more, anyways). I know what a tumultuous and emotional time it is for a little person. More importantly, I know that I can read the books, be prepared, and have my tricks ready, but ultimately, we will end up screaming in the middle of Walmart at one point or another. And you know what? That’s okay. It’s absolutely no reflection of whether I’m a “good” mother or not. So if you’re stuck in a difficult stage of motherhood, take a chill pill. Give yourself some grace. It’s okay. You’re not alone. The only people judging you are hypothetical parents or last parented 50 years ago.
And besides, it’s not you. It’s them. 📷 @wonderfully_aly who also has a threenager at home 😉