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16
Last weekend we took the kids to go visit my family in Port Angeles, and man, it was such a good time. It was wonderful to see everyone again, and it was probably the first trip we’ve taken with the boys that was virtually free of small child ass-painery.
They loved the ferry rides, they loved goofing around at my mom and aunt’s house (and squealing over their parrot), they loved the hotel room we stayed in. They were hyper, loud, and oblivious—but they were good-natured, happy, and so much fun to be with.
For what felt like the first time, we didn’t have to worry about naps, midnight feedings, bottles, epic mid-meal chokebarfsplat disasters, blowout diapers, or mysterious sustained crying fits. The nonstop exhausting grind of caring for very young children while vacationing has been mostly replaced by sheer fun—the four of us hanging out and talking and pointing out new sights and having a great time. This is what it’s going to be like, I kept thinking. (You know, at least until they don’t want anything to do with us.) God, this is awesome.
I always suspected that I would enjoy parenthood more when my kids were older. I don’t know how that sounds—bad, maybe? Like I didn’t enjoy them when they were little? I hope not, because I did. But I think (okay: I know) I’m happier now that they’ve grown up a bit.
Did/do any of you feel the same way? That you enjoyed parenting more once you were past the baby stage?
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Yes. With a big Y E S. I did like the cuddles and baby squishiness, but I so love this stage. (Mine are 5 and 3.)
Of course! Babies are HARD. Add in the fact that you are sleep deprived and they can’t tell you what’s wrong and you’re hormonal and they’re screamy and stinky and you’ve got CRAZYTOWN. After that, it’s uphill until the teen years.
If you had posted this two days ago, my response would have been a hearty, robust AND HOW! (My kids=almost 6 and just turned 2)But then my best friend went and had a baby Tuesday night, and I’ll be damned if holding her didn’t make me miss the newborn stage. That mewing snort-cry! The frog legs! The staying in one place! The fuzzy little downy head! GAH.
Curse those wily newborns with their maternal voodoo!
I don’t have children, so can’t answer your question, but your “five” post made me a wee bit weepy. And holy cow, Dylan looks just about grown in that parrot picture. All wonder, but no baby left.
What wonderful boys you have!
I was a pre-school/daycare teacher for years and four/five was just this blissful age that made me know, for certain, that whatever came before was worth going through to get to that age.
All sweetness and questions and personality and smiles and wonder. Just….the perfect version of a human.
I don’t have kids, but I *can* say that literally the post right above yours in my blog reader tonight had a very similar sentiment. Man, I read a lot of blogs written by moms.
Oh, sweet Jesus YES!!! A thousand times yes. I’m not big on babies. But six year olds? They are awesome. If I would have known that six year olds were so much fun I would have started there.
I am childfree but have an almost-five year-old half brother and holy shit is it FUN. He was a pretty easy baby, so it’s not like we feel like some great torture is over. But man. He’s such good company and funny and smart and sweet. He is at a cool stage of wanting to hold my hand and yet he’s big enough to go get me a Coke out of the fridge. It’s pretty great. Every now and then I miss the baby stage but this blows my mind.
I have a 5 and a 3, too, and it’s heaven. Every day is an adventure. Today my 5 year old asks, “Mom, did you know that the house on the hill is held up by lots of glue??”
They can sit still through a whole book or movie. They want to try new foods. There’s no rushing back home for naptimes or feedings.
I have no warm squishy feelings for the lost baby years. These pre-k/Kindergarten years totally rock!
OMG yes!!!! A thousand times! Snuggly, sweet, funny, completely innocent, yes, these are the best years!
We just had our first fun-filled, fairly easy and very fun vacation in the fall and my kids are 8 and 4. I’ve always said that I do better once they can pee in the toilet, feed themselves and communicate in a way that lets you know that they know you are a person and not just a servant of some sort. I loved my babies and I love other people’s babies, but knowing there isn’t likely to be a tantrum at any moment is bliss for me as a mom. So glad you got there sooner than our family did!
Oh, HECK yes. I remember my mom saying the same thing many times, too.
My girls are 22 and 24 and I have always maintained that it only gets better: easier, more interesting, more fun. Even the teen years were a step in the right direction… part of the inevitable, hoped-for move to independent adulthood. So it’s all good, and not only do I never look back, I can’t honestly remember them at any age but the one they are at right now. They have always been “the perfect age”.
The good part of that for me is that I’m not all weepy-eyed when I see a baby, I had zero empty nest syndrome and I’m able to look back at the photos and videos of their childhood with complete joy rather than sorrow.
Oh thank GAWD I’m not the only one…ha! My boy is a couple months younger then Dylan, and I keep thinking how great this age is. My husband is wanting baby #2 and to be honest, it makes me tired just thinking about it. I had a tough time with the baby stuff – I think I like my sleep too much.
Ok no one else has said this yet, so let me be the first… Port Angeles??? (INSERT TEENAGE TWILIGHT-RELATED SQUEEEEEEEEAAAAALLLLL).
Ok, now that that is done, I can wholeheartedly agree that has been the same experience for us, too. My youngest one is almost turning 3 (April), and already it’s SO much easier, and more fun. I only hope this phase lasts long enough and we don’t get hit with teenage (mom and dad are uncool) too soon. (the eldest is only 5 but going on 15).
Hmm, maybe I’m just not there yet? Right now, I’ve got two 9-week olds (warm, cuddly, meet-their-basic-needs-then-snuggle-while-watching-adult-tv) and a 3.5 year old (discipline, negotiate, argue, please-be-quiet-for-just-2-minutes) and let me tell you which one I prefer. I know my 3yo is dealing with transition (as am I) but I am surely not seeing the reward side of being her parent right now.
YES! Our girl is still only 21 months, so we’re barely even out of the baby stage. But we’re enjoying it more with every passing month, and I can’t wait till she gets even older and we can start having real conversations. We’re really torn on having a second baby, because much as we’d love to have another child we almost can’t bear to set the process back almost two years and start over again at Square One. Newborn snuggles are amazing, but I’ll happily hold someone else’s kid for those!
Well sure. Babies kind of blow. But I do remember enjoying babyhood at the time. I just can’t figure out why.
YES. My kids are 9 and 6. It is great to go out with them now…they even handle long (over 1 hour) car trips well. I love babies, but this is better :)
Oh my God – It’s taken 20 years to find people that agreed with me!!
Yes, yes, yes – I loved the toddler/older years so much more than the baby period.
I never wished any of it away, but what a joy it was to move on…
I do miss the baby stage but they are so much easier when they get older. My boy is 8 and pretty self sufficient.
Once my daughter turned three, I often found myself thinking, “This is the funnest age yet!”… until lately. She is almost nine and now we are on a downward slope toward tweendom. She worries about school a lot. Girls are already mean to each other, body image issues are already rearing their ugly heads — she is so much easier to care for, but she’s not always confident, giddy and carefree as she was at five.
So yes, your boys are at an EXCELLENT age, but that time where they don’t want to have anything to do with you might come sooner than you think.
I’m there now. I used to think it would be sad when we didn’t have a baby around anymore. I think that is partly why our kids are 14, 9 and 5. I knew once we had 3, we’d be done. Now I feel like we changed diapers for the better part of 12 years (late potty-trainers). On the plus side of that, I got my fill of baby time. I am a doula, so I get to sort of re-live the pregnancy and birth part, without the pain. I like this new phase in our life.
There is something about that 6-month-to-just-under-2 age range that I absolutely love, love. But in terms of being happy as a FAMILY, where we are in synch and enjoying similar things and a little more hassle-free – well, I completely agree. With my first, the thought of potty training (talk about hassle!) and getting rid of naps and later bedtimes – it all terrified me. Now I am looking forward to those stages with my second, because then we can throw caution to the wind and just DO stuff!
I’ll tell you that I believe it, having a two-year-old right now. I thought I was a baby person, and then I … well, HAD a baby. Babies are nice, but they are also a pain in the ass.
Every stage thus far has been my favorite as she grows, and I look forward to even more.
I love that your kids are ahead of mine by 2 years so that each time I feel down about a stage (i.e. 8 months old OMG) I read something like this and realize it gets better. They need an “It Gets Better” campaign for moms!
I love babies, but mine are 4.5 and 2, and we’re NEARLY THERE. I can’t wait till they’re both big enough to go to a movie with us.
Take it from me Linda’s absolutely right. The kids were great, the bird was great. Notice she didn’t mention the dogs.
I would agree with you that it is a bit easier as they get older, but we are getting into the sassy attitude, the eye rolling and the sibling bickering/fighting BIG TIME which is not fun. Also, I like having a bit more space and freedom, but on the other hand it is a little sad that they don’t always want or need me anymore. In fact, I am embarrassing to my 9 year old half the time (heart.breaking.)
Mine are 4 and 3… It’s so nice to not have to haul a bunch of crap around with me now. That’s the absolute WORST part of babyhood… All of the STUFF! I’m pregnant again and am really looking forward to my new squishy little baby girl… But I’m not looking forward to all the STUFF that she’ll bring with her. Oh well… Only another 3 years until I have nother awesome little person to hang with.
And yes, OMG, FORKS! lol
It isn’t that we didn’t like the sweet baby stage, it’s just that we know that the sour and smelly baby stages came along with the sweet part! Now, I borrow a baby on the church playground if I need a baby fix!
Age five. Age five is when life became good. As soon as my youngest turned five we discovered vacations. Atlanta to Niagara Falls in the car without electronic toys! It was great and now we’re heading to Yellowstone next summer! No naps, easy to feed, can read in the car…. As they say, “It just gets better!”
Absolutely! I am scared shitless of infancy to be quite honest. It sucked…for me! My daughter was fine but I lost my damn mind. It does get easier and better, just like they said it would. I feel ya is what I am sayin’!
I never did love the baby stage…toddlers were much better, five year olds were awesome, and the teen years were fantastic. And there gets to be a time, right as they hit the preteen/early teen years, where you catch glimpses of the adults they are going to become and that is amazing.
My two boys are both adults now and seeing these two productive, happy, nice people out in the world is great. The downside is I really miss them!
My friend, who is a mother of two and in her 60’s, told me the other day that while every stage is wonderful, as kids move into a new stage it seems to always get better because of all the knew things they’re figuring out and expressing. I’m hoping that’s true as I can’t get past the fact that I’m dealing with another round of “don’t sleep through the night and keep mama up as much as possible”.
Without a doubt. Like you I always suspected I would enjoy the “older” ages and I am. I am ready to be done with two and my daughter is only five months in?!
But at least I know there is a light at the end of the tunnel as five has been amazing with my son!
Absolutely. Mine are 8 and 3 now and we’ve finally reached that stage where there’s soooo much less pressure and pain to go out that we don’t mind doing it. Sure they still whine and get weird – but they can understand English and when I say sit down and be quiet – they can and do. I’ll miss the baby stuff, but i’m really really looking forward to the big kid stuff.
I am SO right there with you. The older my daughter gets, the more fun she becomes (she’s 5 now).
I HATE the newborn stage. HATE.IT. I love my little girl, but for me the first 6 weeks are pure, unadulterated hell, and the next 6 only a little better.
The more “interactive” a child becomes, the better I like it!
Now, we’re going to NYC for Xmas. I cannot wait. He first plane ride. Her first trip to NYC. Her first time seeing snow. All the sights and sounds of New York. I love being able to emjoy all those things again through her eyes!!
I totally understand and have felt the same way. My kids are close in age to yours (4.5 and almost 3) and I’m loving these days wayyyy more than I ever loved the baby stages. I enjoyed them as babies but all along I was sorta antsy for them to grow up just a little bit. To not be sooo needy and for us to be able to go places as a family and enjoy things all together. Not parents dragging along babies.
Best moment was yesterday when the four of us sat around watching Home Alone. Never before would my kids watch a non-animated movie. But since they are a tad older, they loved it.
Anyway, I’m rambling just to say I agree :)
I used to set these landmarks like, “When they can pour their own MILK instead of asking for it 20 times a day, things will be so much better.” They are!
I’m with you. I miss the squishy baby stuff when I see other people’s babies, but having a kid who can tell me what’s wrong when she’s upset and crack me up with her silly jokes is so much fun. Of course, she can also talk back…but still, poop is a much less prevalent part of my day, so 4-year-olds FTW.
Most days I am in complete agreement with you. I knew, KNEW when my last baby arrived that this was it, I was d.o.n.e. with babies. I actually felt sorry for women that were about to give birth, lol. Now they are 2 1/2, 5 (almost six) and 10, and I am quite enjoying the toy in the living room free/bottle free/diaper free, you get the picture lifestyle.
Most days I feel this way. Then there are the days that I wish for a traveling carnival to swing into town so I can catapult the younger 2 into the circus tent and wave goodbye. They get smarter, and more talkative, and sometimes that is NOT a good thing. My oldest is entering the preteen years, and I am enjoying the talks we are having about what life is like for her much more than breaking up fights over little people..
But did you see any sparkly vampires??????
Oh my god, Claire was so right in her comment…they DO need an “It Gets Better” campaign for moms! Brilliant!
I have a 1.5 and a 3.5 year old and while I’m still in the mires of babyhood with the little guy, I see how great my older boy is and look forward to when everyone can do something and all be happy at the same time.
Ohhhh my holy gosh YES. I was one of those women who wanted to have a ton of babies, because I thought I would miss having a baby in the house SO MUCH once each one grew up. It didn’t work out that way for us, and I am so, so glad. I loved having babies, but man, babies are HARD. Having children who can control their excretory functions and their tempers, who can converse in English and who love me in a more mature way than WHERE IS MY SOURCE OF MILK AND WARMTH WAAAAH — it’s a much more enjoyable life than those early years which are, no doubt, full of joy, but which are also a marathon of always being needed every second of every day. Granted, now the struggles of teenagerhood loom before us (so far so good, with my 14yo boy, but he’s the quiet type; his sister will be more of an Issue, I’m thinking)… and then the even more ominous specter of an empty nest, but we won’t talk about that right now.
Not that I don’t still love babies. I’m just glad that now I can give them back to their mothers when they get needy.
YES. They are SO MUCH FUN right now. Not that they weren’t perfectly lovely babies but, well, you know what I mean. :)
Hell yes. When my husband and I were deciding whether to have a second child, I can’t count the number of times I said something like “I know I want another child, I just wish we didn’t have to go through the baby stage to get there.” That said, my second is 17 months old and damn did those months go so much faster with the second than they did with my first!
Yes! Absolutely! My girls are now 10 and 6 and life is SO MUCH BETTER, even when they’re bickering amongst themselves. I do not miss the days of wranging a baby and a preschoolers. I do not miss diapers and children who can’t warn you they’re about to puke. They love to travel and are often a pleasure to be with. It does get better. Of course, now my oldest is close to entering puberty which I’m sad about. But, I’m enjoying things while they last.
Nope. I absolutely adored the infant/baby stage (once my first slept through the night; blissfully, baby #2 was born sleeping 6 hours at night). I didn’t find the stage your kids are at so very enjoyable: toddler/preschool/ elementary school-age. Although I’ve been pleasantly surprised at how much I’m LOVING the middle school/junior high phase! I loved the kids at every age, but this one is proving to be as fun as I found infancy. To each his own, of course. I think my husband enjoyed the stages I wasn’t too enamored of more so than I–but then again, he wasn’t home ALL DAY WITH THEM. LOL
I would have said no, I don’t feel the same way, had I just had my girl. But then my boy came along, and yesyesyes, I feel very much the same way.
I’m loving the fact that my kids are getting older, because they’re more autonomous and this allows me to do the things that I miss doing, like reading a book for more than 30 seconds, or sleeping in. Our 2-1/2 year old son is in the midst of an unfortunate mid-night waking habit, but we’re going to get him through it. I look forward to when they can really entertain themselves, and also when they stop feeling like they need to be my bathroom ambassadors.
I don’t miss the newbie stage at all, because now I know what lies ahead of that sweet, small squishiness and I never, ever want to go through that again. Happily, all three of my sister-in-laws had babies this year, so I get baby time when I need it, and then hand those little buggers right back. I do miss the “you set them down and they stay there” stage.
I don’t know if I’d qualify it as “enjoy,” but I’m definitely looking forward to the freedom that comes with having older children. Which is why I’m on board to have another as soon as it’s (financially) possible for us–because as much as I loved having a(n easy) baby, I kind of feel like a whole new world of possibility will open up when we have actual KIDS.
Most definitely. Once everyone can ride a bike, life changes for the better!
Oh GOD yes, in fact I would have more than 2 kids, if I could get em’ at age 2!
I have a 19 year old and a 22 year old. I’d say it depends on their personalities and your particular preferences. I say this based on my own kids, my friends’ kids and my nieces and nephews. My advice is to focus on the fun parts of every stage. You never want to be hanging on “I can’t wait until this is over” because pretty soon, they’re gone and you’ll regret it.
Definetly. Mine are 7 & 9 and it’s my favourite ages. No more running away in stores, having fits, crying jags, etc. It does get so much easier. I love this age. They still think mom is great and can lots of things on their own.
i would say that a good part of why i don’t have kids is that i don’t really have much use for babies. i love kids. but not babies. so to me, this makes perfect sense.
My daughter is 16 now, and sometimes I wonder if I look back with rose colored glasses, but all I can remember is that we really had fun at every stage. I mean of course there was the sleep deprivation and the worry when she was an infant, but I was 33 when I had her, and I knew that came as part of the package. I will say that toddlerdom was a blast, she was so cute and funny (well she still is!) and the things she would say, would have us rolling. We were also lucky because she has always been very even tempered, so we didn’t have lots of tantrums. Now our job is to get her ready to go out on her own, can’t believe how fast it has all gone.
Yes, God, a million times yes.
oh man did I need that. With Daddy-o out with the flu, the Shortstack and I are headed to the airport tomorrow. We’ve done this before … in the fall … for 36 hour trips. But in the winter (sweaters, snowpants!) for 5 days I’m freaking out some.
For not quite 2.5 he’s a good traveler most of the time, now if I could quit hitting the panic button accidentally.
I’m looking forward to the next year or so when some of the other toddler stuff (yep, I’ve changed a brown diaper in an airplane before – YO!) moves aside….
For now … breathe deep to avoid the panic!
yes. totally. i got pg before i got married three years ago and now i have two small boys (as well as an older one), and it’s literally only in the last few weeks that we’ve been able to leave them with other people and go out and… you know, have a life?
i always said i wanted four but i was going to wait until the youngest was about 3 before i made a solid decision on that. now i’m kind of thinking, you know, i LIKE not having to get up in the middle of the night. i LIKE not having to worry about feeding. i like the ‘less work’ aspect of these small-but-not-baby-sized children. am thinking i could definitely get used to it.
See, I go both ways. I enjoyed my 2 daughters (now 12 and 17) all through their infancy/toddler times, but I was always saying “Oh, when she can do this or that it will be so much easier” and it was. But sometimes I feel that I rushed through their early years and never truely enjoyed them at that age. In November of 2007 I decided that I was really ready to say that I would not be having anymore children. In Febuary 2008, God said “Nuh uh! Here’s baby #3! Enjoy!” I was 29 with #1, 34 with #2, and 44 (Forty-four!) with #3!!! Now I REALLY knew I was done with babies, so I resolved to not constantly wish him to an older age and to enjoy what ever age he was at (now 2). It’s been really GREAT! I’ve enjoyed it all! BUT. My girls were 15 and 10 when he was born, so I had great built in sitters, plus the husband works 2nd shift, so pretty much any time I need a break there is someone there to take over. Before having him I would definately say I enjoyed the girls much more when they were older. Having built in help makes the infancy/toddler years much better.
Absolutely! 2.5 is an awesome age. It’s a more flexible age. There’s more freedom and a lot less, “For the love of sanity and hygiene, why would you put cat poop in your pocket???” In 6 months we have gone from never wanting to leave the safety of our house for fear of unprovoked and uncontrollable public tantrums to, “I don’t feel like cooking, let’s go to a restaurant that doesn’t have a coloring book children’s menu and bucket-o crayons.” I have felt, ever since Riley was born, that it just gets better and better. He is so verbal now and says things on a daily basis that totally blow our minds… or crack our shit up… or reduce me to a blubbering mess with completely random declarations like, “Mommy, you’re my best friend.” I do miss all the previous stages some but I wouldn’t trade “right now” for anything in the world. That is one of the coolest things about being a parent – The gift of truly living in the moment and savoring every second and at the very same time being ravenous with anticipation at what amazing things are next to come. Sure there are still rough days and tantrumy, raging, “Don’t touch me Mommy!!!” time-outs, but there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think (at some fleeting quiet moment) how incredibly lucky we are to be right where we are.
Does your offhand reference to not worrying about blowout diapers mean that Dylan has been successfully potty-trained? If so, CONGRATS.
And yes, I do enjoy toddlerhood much more than babyhood, and suspect I will love preschool-age even more. It’s so much less about caretaking a physical being, and so much more about getting to know and care about an actual PERSON. LOVE IT!
Adequate: no no no. Sadly, no. It’s just that while nearly-3-year-old poops are quite stinky, they aren’t as frequent or horrifying in nature as baby poops, you know?
Oh, thank you. And I might love you a little right now. My son is 5 months. And it was hard to get him and I love him and I do enjoy him often but….sometimes I don’t and I feel just rotten about that. I yell back when he cries for hours and ask him to just give me a damn minute already and look forward to him being able to say “My tummy hurts” so I can stop spinning my wheels trying to give him more food and I feel SO GUILTY for not savoring every second of him being a baby.
I’m glad it gets better, but even if it DIDN’T, I’m glad so many other people feel like I do.
I am afraid I WON’T like kids after the baby stage. And so, I have put off baby-having and I turn 35 in two months. And feel panicky.
I’m asking for a lightning bolt from the heavens for saying this, but my daughter has been very mellow and a good sleeper from the start, so I think I might have enjoyed the baby stage much more than your average parent does. Breastfeeding and diaper blowouts and carrying 20 pounds of gear everywhere you go are infinitely more tolerable when you get eight hours of sleep per night, you know? Now she’s 21 months and I’m waiting for the toddler shit to hit the fan.
You are definitely not alone in this…In fact probably from the day they were BORN my husband has been wishing for the kids to be over 5 so they’d be “fun” *lol* While I LOVED the baby years for what they were…it is definitely a whole different ball game now…and infinitely better!!
I feel guilty typing this but yes I enjoyed both my boys more once they were out of the infant stage. I just worried too much when they were infants, once they could communicate with me I felt more on a level I could grasp. They are now 16 and 17 and I even so far have been enjoying the teenage years with them.
I felt like I was always clinging to the edge of a cliff during the infant years. The immediacy of my girls’ needs during that time was so terrifying to me. Quick! I’ve got to get home before nap time! Hurry! Feed the baby before she’s completely hysterical! Oh crap! The baby completely blew out her diaper and I forgot to run the washer! Now that they’re 9 and 5 I feel like we’re all actually enjoying each other and our family life has a pace and rhythm that’s not nearly so frantic. I love seeing the potential each new age holds.
Yes!
I love that my kids are older that we can do more.
Granted, my three year old drives me crazy at times. But I’m sure I’ll enjoy her more when she’s older and sane.
I traveled solo around that area once. I loved it, the peace and quiet and wholesome food.
Also, just want to say that I started reading your blog when Riley was a baby–it was the spider episode. Then you sorta stop blogging on here, and I did not have the patience to follow you around the other blogs, so I slipped away. But today, while at the PioneerWoman, I remembered you, and here I am. I’m happy you’re writing on here again; it’s always such a pleasure to visit here.
Have a fine Christmas time, dear blessed little family.
Yes yes yes! I was just thinking today that 2 is surely going to kill me. While I am actively trying to enjoy the good parts, the whining, screeching and general misery that comes with 2 is just a giant pain in the ass. I get little glimpses now of him being a true person with a sense of humor and independence and I can’t wait til that kid comes to live here all the time.
I really enjoy every age/stage more than the previous, but now at ages 12 & 9, I have a feeling that may be coming to an end! I never thought I’d say this but sometimes I wish for the days when they were babies and toddlers. It really was so easy then, although I didn’t believe it at the time. Physically exhausting, yes, but this feeling of letting them go into the world a little more each year is heart-wrenching some days. Hearing the snippets of their days- “someone was mean to me,” “someone told me I was dumb,” “someone pushed me down at recess,” etc. ACK! Feels like a small punch in the gut every time knowing I can’t protect them like I could when they were younger.
You know, the funny thing? Is that somehow when I was pregnant every lead me to believe that being pregnant was the best part (OMFG I cannot say NO loud enough to that) and then everyone was all, okay THIS is the best part (the insane, inconsolable colicy screaming NO SLEEPING, NOT EVER, radical suicidal PPD part, which, clearly was a huge NO for me) all the while saying it only get harder as they get older. And that Toddler-dom was an abysmal pit of crappy suckage waiting on the horizon to kill me.
And you know what? Toddlerhood? SO MUCH EFFING BETTER THAN BABYHOOD OHMYMOTHEREFFINGGAWD.
Jesus God, YES.
I find I love every stage of my son’s life. I have one (who is only four) and can only have one and, although I’m sometimes wistful when I see a beautiful baby or toddler, I’m really content to be on this singular journey with him. I love his growing independence, his curiosity, his early efforts to read, his exuberance. And although I’m sometimes sure my head will explode when he suicidally climbs on everything and refuses to listen to me, I can’t imagine the person I’d be without him in my life. But yes — the answer to your question is a definite yes.
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Ooops — mean to write “almost four,” not “only four.” Not that anyone cares. Sorry.
YES. Yes yes yes. Our son just turned three and we were getting all excited about how FUN and EASY everything was. And then, ahem, we had a baby. And, like, I love her and all, but I am already anxious to get to two years from now when we are where you are now and we can just enjoy life and adventures without all the necessary care that a baby requires. I have learned I am a kickass mom but not totally in love with the newborn stage. It makes me sad but it is what it is. I try to enjoy this while it lasts, especially because she is probably our last, but I can’t wait for camping trips and other fun stuff when they’re 3 and 6 or so.
Sorry for the novel. This is on my mind a lot lately. Ha.
I didn’t read all of the comments carefully, but I’m blown away by the amount of guilt that I see here. I want to hug all of you and reassure everyone that yes, you are a fine mom. If you love your children and strive to do your best every day, then you are doing great, let the guilt go.
I try to live in the moment and appreciate where my kids are right now, 20 months and 4 years old. Having said that, I am SOO LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS STAGE THAT YOU TALK ABOUT!
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