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Laugh a Little

Yesterday, my wife and I were sitting at the dining room table talking when our daughter (who turned 2 in June) started throwing toys, one by one, out of her toy bins. “This is a game…” my wife reminds me, as I tell her to stop being destructive. She smiles and chucks another toy over her shoulder.

Terrible two’s they call it. We always follow these behaviors with “Oh, she’ll grow out of it” or “she cant be the only kid who acts that way” or “that’s normal/natural for a two year old” but what is normal? Who decides whats natural for a two year old? What is considered the norm in one house, can be considered odd or even acting out in another home. So that means each child would have their own version of normal, right?

And let me tell you, my little girl is not as innocent as she was 3 weeks ago. It’s like the terrible two’s just took a few months to catch up to us. All of a sudden she is learning how to express wants and needs with words (more so her wants with words…needs are mostly whining and grunts still). All day I hear “I wanna” this and “I don’t wanna” that. Oh, and the famous “I got it”… noooo, you don’t got it… your two!!

My nerves are frying! I’m about to dye my hair for the first time because suddenly my patch of grey hair has doubled in size and is now noticeable. I don’t take this lightly… getting older. Because it means my baby is getting older. Do other Mom’s feel this way? I know everyone talks about how fast time passes but it seems to pass faster when you become a parent.

I guess you have to see the humor in life. My cat seems to like what my daughter throws her toys… she chases every single one. I think I’ll choose to laugh at that next time and let my daughter learn a lesson on happiness instead of punishment. Maybe then, I can relax!

By JL Meicht – Posted from WordPress for Android

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A Brief (and not totally irrelevant) Digression For a NY Story: Can A Mother Adopt Her Own Child?

These Moms are facing the problem I will one day face with my daughter! This is a good read!

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I’m in the midst of trying to develop a theory of parenthood that solves my “only one parent at birth” problem. (Check out yesterday’s post if this makes no sense to you.)  But I need to interrupt myself to talk about this story from today’s NYT.   It’s not totally off-point because it concerns the marital presumption of legal parenthood, which has been a topic of conversation in the comments recently.

So here are the basic facts of the NY case.  A lesbian couple (Amalia C and Melissa M) decided they wanted to have a child.   Melissa gave birth to a child.   Amalia sought to complete a second-parent adoption–a process that would make her the child’s second parent without disturbing Melissa’s rights.   This is a well-recognized process in NY.

But, according to the judge considering the adoption, there was a problem:  The two women had gotten married in 2011 and NY recognized this…

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The Truth is Everyone Wants to Feel Important

As a Mother, I don’t want my daughter to grow up because I want her to need me. I will always want her to need me but I have to let her learn on her own and in her own way sometimes so I sit and watch her struggle every once in a while through out the day. She always amazes me with how fast she can figure stuff out given the time.

She feeds herself now so I no longer do that. She even sits at the table without a booster seat. She’s learning to use utensils also. She puts out her arms when I’m getting her dressed and lifts her legs when I’m changing her diaper. I find it hard to believe that she will be two in June.

When I think about the future, my heart beats a little faster and I feel as though the walls are caving in on me. I feel like I don’t have much time left. Then I look into her eyes and realize I still have now. I am important to her and how she needs me will change over the years but I will always be important to her. The air getts a little lighter and the room seems brighter.

Being needed by and important to someone, is all anyone wants. I now see my Mom in a new light. I think one child is hard, she raised 4 all about a year apart. I’ve got it good. In all reality I am blessed! Life as a stay home Mom does get stressful but someone always has it worse than me. And for that I am greatful!