I really have never liked (and tried not to be) those people who say, "just wait until..." and insert something about time flying by when children are young. Or some other "old lady" thing.
I hate when old people are right.
My little baby has moved to her toddler bed (read: not a crib). She now has a fitted sheet, flat sheet, and comforter. She says she doesn't need to sleep with alllll her stuffed animal friends anymore. She also hasn't fought going to bed the last 3 nights (since going to the new bed). It seems she's becoming a "big kid".
Part of me loves it -- we have Normal conversations. She wants to know how things work. And why things work. And she has all these really good, legitimate questions. And that is so fun & cool to me.
And part of me hates it. Where's the little girl who needs me for e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g??? Now, she wants to go to the bathroom all by herself. She actually shuts the door on me. "no, Mom! Go away! I can do it myself!" She's become this little tyrant of independence.
I'm basically just here to prepare food & work the TV remote (which is complicated, otherwise I'm sure she would have figured it out).
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