Monday, May 20, 2013

Toddlerhood Will Tear You Down

Flailing himself around the room post-nap, it resembled a scene from the exorcist. But no, just our toddler raging from what was clearly a far too early wake-up from nap-time.

Our attempts to tame the beast went unsuccessful time and time again. Tension began to run high as both parents held only a small threshold of patience due to the toddler's enraged attitude for five days straight. Five. Days. Straight. Even a night with Sulli (Grandma) hadn't helped. 

The emotions in our home fluctuate more frequently than those of a full-term mama-to-be. And the effects of Jackson's emotions have reached into the minds of both mom and dad. 


Man your battle stations, people. 
Stock the caffeine, creamer and sauvignon blanc. 
We are officially at a state of war in the 510 residence. 

I believe this war is typically referenced as The Terrible Two's

Well, news flash: we are in the trenches.

I'm trying my best to keep calm, carry on and all that bull-nanny. But really?


I've had to physically wrestle my child out of his pj's, into a diaper, a new shirt, shorts and shoes each day. I've had to pin him down to brush his teeth in fear they're getting cavities due to his ongoing refusal to brush. I've repeated 'no, sweety not everything is yours' and 'we're going to share' more times than I can mentally handle in this moment. 

I have researched. I have prayed. And I have broken down. 

Unfortunately, we're no where near seeing the light.


Jackson is determined, independent and searches for the technicalities in every action. All qualities he's pulled from his mom and dad. In the throws of toddlerhood, I'm desperate to mold these characteristsics into shining qualities rather than potential faults. 

There will be days his attitude will win though, but that's just the battle. That's one single day amongst a sea of others. We will win this war. 

Toddlerhood may tear us down, but we will not be defeated. And years from now, I hope to look back on this salted season seeing the toddler he was and the gentleman he's become.

Don't forget to send the wine.

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6 comments:

  1. Girl. I could have written this post myself when Colin was Jackson's age. I don't know what it is... but there's something about that awful terrible two battle of wills. We're still in it somewhat, but it's not as bad as it was. Our solution is basically to keep Colin out of public places unless it's really necessary, and tire him out at home with play time and activities whenever possible. And to survive. Yep. Survival mode is not just for newborns. This too shall pass. Just keep repeating that. Because it will. :)

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  2. I am in the midst of this with my twins. I have started drinking wine....and I don't normally drink. I often wonder if I will survive.

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  3. These toddlers sure know how to test us...I will be sending wine your way and praying that the terrible two's pass quickly in your house!

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  4. We are going through the same thing in our house. If only wine and caffeine could get me through it...I'm 30 weeks pregnant.

    Sarah @ The Country Inspired
    http://thecountryinspired.blogspot.com

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  5. i know how you feel and I think the worst of it is how sudden these changes come on. It's hard when you are right in the middle of it, but it WILL pass! Maybe some scheduled time out by yourself (for both you and hubby - ie after-dinner coffee alone, just to get out to breathe) may help keep your mind clearer and more ready to deal with the crazier moments? goooood luck!

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  6. I am so with you on this. YOU ARE NOT ALONE. Daven is head strong and can be very difficult at times. If he don't want to do it or it's not in HIS agenda for the day, well he THINKS that is how it going to be. We've had to learn what works for him and what simply dosen't. It's been a doozy.

    At first I always though "terrible twos" was a saying for the birds. I even went to lunch with my mom in tears one day and said 'I simply can't do this anymore!' I wanted to have him evaulated! She assured me that terrible twos do exist and if we don't get a grip on it now it will get worse!

    Daven goes through this awful period where when his Daddy comes home from work, he hates me. Really. He will not listen and he even tells me to be quiet + to leave the room. Well, that aint going to fly!

    We have our hands full and this one on the way will probably we the same way.

    We have beautufil children and I am a firm beliver in that "This too shall pass!"

    Cheers on the wine!

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