Today I am wearing one of my favorite pieces of jewelry–a long, turquoise blue beaded/pearl-looking necklace from Stella and Dot.
Maya thinks it is hers because once, a couple weeks ago, I let her wear it around the house. But it’s mine, it was not cheap and, in retrospect, I never should have let her try it on because we are at the fun stage where she wants to do everything Mommy does. Some of it is adorable and harmless: Continue reading “The Blue Necklace”
It’s a good thing she is cute because sometimes two really IS terrible.
“I not listening!” Oh yes. That’s what she told me tonight as she climbed back down the stairs after I told her it was bed-time.
As though it was a joke.
She had been testing me all night, and this was the icing on the cake. Wordlessly, I scooped her up — over-tired and thrashing her chubby hands and legs — and got her ready for bed … sans story. Oh yes, I went there. I kissed her and tucked her in, turned off the light and walked out. Continue reading ““I Not Listening””
At 18 months, Maya is the textbook toddler: active, curious, and asserting her independence at every turn. But she wasn’t always this way. Somewhere around the 13 or 14 month mark, a switch flipped and she went from this docile, sweet, quiet baby to a full-fledged toddler. I’m beginning to see why all my friends with kids say the “Terrible Twos” is a misnomer; much like how you’re really pregnant for 10 months (not 9), the “Terrible Twos” seem to include the second year of life — they don’t necessarily start at the two-year mark!
Right now, we’re dealing with three new challenges in our household: extreme clinginess, mega- tantrums and bed-time fights. Both of these are surely phases she will experience on and off throughout childhood so I know neither are ending any time soon, but I’d be lying if I said they aren’t causing us some stress.
Continue reading ““Age-Appropriate Behavior””
Well, I knew it would eventually happen. Our sweet, calm, happy baby would begin asserting her independence and expressing herself.
I just didn’t think it would happen quite this soon.
Now 11 months old, Maya is still smiley and sweet and a cuddly, lovable ball of fun who brings joy to our lives every day.
But in the past week or so, she has begun to express displeasure in the form of, well, baby tantrums. Which is really hard for us to accept because, other than those initial few weeks after she was born or when she’s been sick, she rarely cries. You could take toys away from her, put her in a different spot in a room, etc. and change her with ease. Continue reading “Miss Independent”