I spent the entire first two years of my son’s life dreading the “terrible two’s.” Excuse me, that wasn’t accurate. I think I actually started dreading it shortly after I found out I was pregnant. Right after I stopped dreading the actual birthing process.
As soon as Conlan turned 2 I was thrilled to realize I loved it. It was so exciting, so engaging, so fun! When I started to share that with people, I was shocked to consistently hear, “Oh, yeah…two is good. Three is awful!”
Oh, boy. Another year of dreading the next stage. Awesome.
Then I realized, that is EXACTLY what was happening. I was spending so much time dreading the horrid things to come that it took away some of my ability to be completely present and joyful in today.
Pregnancy is so uncomfortable.
Labor is awful.
You’ll be so exhausted.
Teething turns your little one into a monster.
Once they’re mobile, it’s all over.
Wait until you hit the Terrible Two’s.
Nope, that’s a myth. Wait until you see what Three brings.
Just wait until they’re teenagers.
You get the idea. Yes, some days are difficult. Some seasons present more challenges than others. Still, none have completely lived up to their awful reputation and I’m sure that all of them have joyous moments that can outweigh the difficult ones.
So, my commitment is that I will be real about those challenges, but keep a positive and encouraging attitude for other parents.
And I’m not going to let it bother me when you warn me about an upcoming stage. Because I’m not listening.