The terrible twos are here. And the signs of what lies ahead has manifested. My toddler wants to do everything or most things on her own. She prefers the shiny sandals to boring brown shoes. Hates taking off a nice dress once worn. Wants to walk on her own, a relief to my tiring shoulders. Likes to eat by her self and in the process creates a colossal mess at the table! Yes she is having fun! Its fun teaching her words coz she is picking them up at a good rate. Though she only manages to mutter the first syllable of most words, she can make herself understood. My favorite right now is tilting her head to one side after she has devoured the butter I gave her and saying “ mo(re)!” My heart melts like the butter in her mouth! Yes she can say ‘Banana’ and the next target would be .. chechoslovakia? I have no idea if I spelt it right!
Her bedtime routine has gone for a toss. I still have rudiments of it in place but she now sleeps when she wants to. Never mind if she can’t stop yawning but prefers to stretch her playtime as late as possible. The easiest and fastest way to get her out of the bedroom would be to suggest “sleep” to her! Initially I was reluctant to change the routine and only managed to get her angry and wild and ever more difficult to put down to bed. It took my husband’s insight to make me let go off her routine. She sleeps late but it is definitely more peaceful. She still doesn’t sleep through. And now I don’t expect it. I prefer to wait for it to happen. There is nothing more I can do about it!
Very soon it will be time for preschool. Meanwhile I am stepping back on the career wagon. Change is on the anvil.