Move your cup away from the edge of the table.
No picking nose.
Do you have to go potty?
Be quiet inside.
You have to hold hands in the parking lot.
Let's go potty.
Let's go potty.
I have been wondering if my new sense of frustration with Cara is because we've all been passing around sicknesses for the past month, or because I can't handle Cara physically the way I could before, or because she's two and a half. I think it might be a combination of all three. The perfect toddler storm.
Don't get me wrong, Cara is a very easy child, all things considered. But she is exactly like me. Things must be done her way on her timeline which means that, lately, everything takes twice as long. She wants to climb into her carseat, but she can't quite reach. She wants to sit on the big potty all by herself, but she can't quite reach. She wants to do everything all by herself, but she can't. quite. reach. Letting her try makes her frustrated, but helping her leads to yelling and kicking and that limp thing that toddlers do.
Sometimes, I feel like anything I ask Cara to do will get an automatic "NO."
"Let Mommy fix your hair." "No, I have to brush my teeth!"
"Ok, let's brush your teeth." "No, I have to fix my hair!"
Kind of like that. I hate how frustrated this makes me, and I really hate when I allow this frustration to manifest itself to my girl. Daddy had to run a bit of interference this morning after Cara flipped out when I tried to wash her face. I think I actually said something to the effect of "fine, go to school with boogers on your face." Really?? Who is the toddler here and who is the adult? Thank goodness Daddy can remain adult-like.
So, we find ourselves snuggling a lot. Because when Cara and Mommy have a battle of wills, we both end up sad. Cara's usually sad because she didn't get her way, she didn't win, and Mommy's usually sad because she didn't show enough patience, she could have done better. We both need those snuggles at that moment. We need to comfort each other, love each other, forgive each other.
Man, this Mommy-gig is a tough one.