My first post goes out to my two little ones- Scout and Canyon. When I first became a mom, I didn’t realize how incredibly challenging it is. You really do put yourself on the back burner. You gain a different appreciation for the person that raised you. When I had Scout, I didn’t understand how anyone could have more than one kid. She was a handful and I think I weighed less post baby than I did before having her. BUT THEN, I had Canyon. DIFFERENT BALL GAME. You start multiplying kids and you feel like you could raise one child in your sleep.
Scout is now 4, and shes become such an awesome kid. I’m always taken back by the smarts she conveys and the creativity she has embraced in her short years. Let me tell you, this was not always the case. Rewind 2 years ago- she had me on google 10 times a day because I couldn’t understand why the hell she was so difficult. Anyone that feels this way- give it time, it gets better. They’re just trying to figure out how to be a part of this crazy place called life.
That brings me to Canyon (named after one of the most breathtaking places I’ve been to-the Grand Canyon). Oh boy. Canyon is now 2. He’s my biggest challenge thus far. He was a short stay NICU baby, colicky for a year, and can still be a screamer and fighter. The first year of Canyon’s life was the hardest time in my own. He never stopped crying, I mean NEVER, and adding a defiant toddler made things less than easy. This caused me to cry almost everyday. I had very little help, and would have a river running down my face by the time my husband got home. I think back and wonder how the hell I made it! You don’t realize the amount of strength and patience you emit until you face parenting challenges. With time things got better, and I realized all babies are different. I remember seeing moms at the park with their perfectly quiet baby, and being so envious I didn’t strike gold with a “mellow” baby. If you have a screamer, just remember you’re not alone. As time passes, life slowly starts piecing back together again. Canyon’s frustration still gets the best of him sometimes, but he also has the best laugh and is the cutest damn child, so it sorta makes up for it. Everyday I see him develop into his own, and that independence is helping him to better navigate the world.
This parenting thing isn’t easy, but to see what you’ve taught them displayed in their actions, to see them laugh at something we wouldn’t look twice at, and to be the person they go to for comfort and love is the best feeling in the whole damn world. (<—insert cliche AF)
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