Ah, toddlerhood… it has been a while since I wrote about you, but one thing is for sure, you are always interesting. Since the last time I wrote a Toddler Tales post, DB2 has definitely been busy. He’s grown, explored, learned, destroyed and continued to keep us on our toes every minute of the day. There has been good, but as with most things, there has also been a bit of bad along the way too.
DB2 The Destroyer!
Over the past few months, DB2 has been eager to learn and explore as much as possible. This is wonderful in so many ways, for it means he is constantly experimenting and learning. His language and understanding improves every day and physically he tests himself, so he is becoming very coordinated and strong. Being this inquisitive, also means that he often wants to find out about things that we would not expect him to. Such as, wanting to know what happens when he tugs on a loose piece of wallpaper in his room, or wants to see where the edge of the carpet goes, or even assessing to see how sturdy his bedroom door is. Having a curious mind is fabulous, but it does also mean that he has now ripped all the wallpaper he can reach off his walls, pulled up the carpet in his bedroom and yanked the door off its hinges (like I said strong!). My constant mantra at the moment is “This is why we can’t have anything nice!”, while crying into my tea.
In all seriousness, I think all children go through a destructive period at some point. My eldest (DB1) had a tantrum once and drew all over his white wardrobe in protest, but to be fair after facing our reactions, he never did anything like that again. DB2 is a slightly different kettle of fish and there are times when I just think he does not give a flying fig, but then there are other times when he knows he has done wrong and will not be happy until he has apologised and received our forgiveness. I think the straw that broke the camel’s back, might have been last week when he ran full pelt at the TV arms outstretched, banged into it and caused it to fall forwards off the unit. Thankfully, Mr P did a true Indiana Jones and caught it before it hit the floor. The falling TV, mixed with our reactions shocked DB2 quite a bit leading to a very apologetic two year old, who now avoids approaching the TV too closely and is slightly warier of following through with destructive… I mean explorative intentions upon the hearing of our voices.
Life with a toddler can be challenging and my experiences with DB2 are completely different than with my eldest, so another mantra has been, “DB1 wasn’t like this!”. It is unfair to say that though, because every child is different (my two are proof of that) and where one is destructive, another will be timid. Where one is outgoing, another will be reserved and so on. As toddlers they are different and as they grow I am sure they will change and differ again, but isn’t that what makes life interesting? That is what I have to keep reminding myself, because even with the redecorating, laying of new flooring and potentially replacing already new TVs, motherhood is amazing and I wouldn’t change any of it for the world.
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Mrs P x x x