My perspective on life has changed. My perspective on day to day happenings with my children and husband is completely different. I have lightbulb moments……AHA! That would be GREAT to blog!! LOL!
Today, I’m wondering what happened to my little angel of a baby boy………A terror has come into my house and taken over Ethan’s body and mind!!! My precious baby boy now has two distinct personalities……angel and devil (I call it “heathen” but Michael doesn’t like it…..Maybe I’ll steal from Darcy and just call him the boybarian he is!!! Okay with you, Darcy?). Where I used to have a compliant, wel-behaved, independent baby boy, I have a defiant, loud, into-everything, clingy toddler. The other night, I was cutting up chicken for dinner, and he was all over the island in our kitchen…….coloring on the no-longer-white tile grout, turning the water on in the sink, throwing whatever he could get his hands on, and finally breaking a bud vase full of water. I was helpless….chicken yuck all over my hands so I couldn’t just grab him. “NO Ethan”‘s had no effect whatsoever. He just said “NO MOMMA” back at me. “Ethan, get back on the chair or you’re on timeout!” “No timeout Mommy!” and a big smile back from Ethan. When the vase broke and I was afraid of him getting in the glass, I yelled……Then he cried like his little world was coming to an end. And I felt awful!!! The carseat struggles have begun as well. I get my workouts just trying to get him into his seat three times a day! And throwing things……he’s either going to be a shotputter, an NFL quarterback, or Cy Young pitcher with that arm……the other day, I got a sippy cup in the back of the head while driving down the road. Now why would I give him a sippy cup in the car, knowing of this propensity to throw it? I don’t know….Not one of my more stellar mom moments….I paid for it! Timeout is ineffective because he just gets up, kicking and throwing whatever is in his reach. And I’m seriously considering going to Home Depot and buying him a bunch of keys for him…..he is always taking my keys, or screaming if I won’t give them to him (makes the five minute ride from daycare to preschool seem like hours!). He’ll be two in a month……For some reason, I don’t remember this point with Ryley very well, but then again, we were moving and living with my in-laws (yeah for two extra adults to help with two toddlers!) when he was this age…..Three was so much harder than two with him. I feel like I’m in a play where I don’t know my lines. All of the sudden, I don’t know how to deal with a toddler. I’ve done this twice before. Maybe it’s such a shock to my system because up until now, Ethan has by far been my easiest baby…..I don’t know. I just know it’s gonna be a long road, and this kid is going to give me a run for my money…..all with a big smile on his face, and a “tank-tu Mommy”!