Reagan is quickly becoming our "big" girl. Last week she declared she was going to wear undies. We've been waiting since her 2nd birthday for this so we quickly packed a backpack full of extra clothes for school and we're in full on potty training mode. This new independent streak is one of many changes in her world along with the monumental transition of a new little brother. We could blame her sometimes demanding, bossy, sassy and at times even downright bad behavior on these changes. But the fact of the matter is, she's 2 and they don't call them the terrible twos for nothing. She spends most of her days testing me, testing Luke, testing her teachers, testing her grandparents, testing everyone around her. This is followed by Luke and I counting to three before putting her adorable little bottom in time out.
Luke and I know that this is a phase, that "this too shall pass" and that "this won't last for long." Unfortunately, this doesn't make me feel any better. Each time I hear these phrases as someone tries to reassure us that we don't have a bad child, I'm reminded that this is really only a phase. As she outgrows these fits and tantrums, she's also outgrowing "otay" and the dance parties in her room while wearing princess heels three sizes too big for her. As she outgrows her diapers, she's outgrowing the giant smile she wears with pride as she flies by on her tricycle and falling asleep on my shoulder as I hold her. For every meltdown there are 15 precious little moments that Luke and I aren't ready to lose yet. So while we wait for the fits to subside, we're soaking in all of the fun, amazing moments that little girls bring....and counting to 10. A lot.
Luke and I know that this is a phase, that "this too shall pass" and that "this won't last for long." Unfortunately, this doesn't make me feel any better. Each time I hear these phrases as someone tries to reassure us that we don't have a bad child, I'm reminded that this is really only a phase. As she outgrows these fits and tantrums, she's also outgrowing "otay" and the dance parties in her room while wearing princess heels three sizes too big for her. As she outgrows her diapers, she's outgrowing the giant smile she wears with pride as she flies by on her tricycle and falling asleep on my shoulder as I hold her. For every meltdown there are 15 precious little moments that Luke and I aren't ready to lose yet. So while we wait for the fits to subside, we're soaking in all of the fun, amazing moments that little girls bring....and counting to 10. A lot.
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