Year 3 of Little M's life has been characterized by a series of cycles - peaceful lull - fierce battle for independence (hers and mine :P). The former is Little M as her generally sweet, chatter-box, affectionate, good natured self. The latter - all this wrapped into spirited expressions of emotion (aka - tantrum!!).
At first I found these exhausting and confusing (I still find them exhausting and confusing!) but the more we both grow, the more I value the emergence of character, personality and independence that the stormy times bring. In her life, but also in mine.
Isn't that the way it goes?
If it weren't for the rain, we wouldn't have rainbows.
If it weren't for trials, we would never have to grow.
If it weren't for our finite and brokeness, we wouldn't need God.
“I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.” Og Mandino
3 comments:
I see the same changes emerging in my niece who is 2.5 years old. It must be so hard to want them to grow up and to want them to stay innocent and young.
If it were up to me my niece would stay 2 forever!
Stetch and grow... stretch and grow! Sometimes I'd rather be lazy!
I was thinking today about how it is nice to have Jaxson at this age because I have more influence and control in his life now than I ever will, and then.... he does something crazy, and I can't wait to have him a little more grown up so that he can take care of himself!
AND - we still have potty training and transfering to a big boy bed to go before I should even dream of that day!
You do a great job though, and your girls are amazingly priceless!
ahhhh the heart of a mama. ((hugs))
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