Dear Makie,
Exhausting is an understatement to describe how it is to have a toddler like you.
The tantrums, the drama, and how you put my patience to the test.
I am confused with your defiance, wanting independence but being so demanding and clingy.
I can only roll my eyes and sigh when you don’t want me to hold you when walking on the street,
but wouldn’t go down the stairs unless I hold your hand, disregarding the fact that my hands are literally full.
It is a very trying stage, but I recently realized that it’s ironically my favorite.
It is at this stage when you require all of us to be in one room before you go to sleep.
You wait out on everybody and would force yourself to stay up to ensure we go to bed all at the same time.
You say “I love you” before you sleep and “I miss you” when you see us home after a day at work.
On a good day, you shower Daddy, Mommy and Ate hugs and kisses.
It is also at this stage where you always reach for mommy’s hand (my armpits most of the time) while you watch TV or read a book or just want to cuddle.
You also grab daddy’s face for a kiss right on the lips.
I look at how much your Ate has grown and wanted to halt time. Sooner you will grow just like her.
For now, I want to freeze your sweet little voice, your annoying tantrums (so I can show them to you when you grow older).
Sometimes the day can feel so long and the tears seem endless, but I’m loving it.
Soon enough you will grow up and will not cry over mommy not letting you watch me pee or take a bath.
You won’t throw a fit when daddy wants to use a different pair of socks because your favorite one is wet and dirty; or Ate stepped first on the escalator.
You will not cry for sitting on a four hour flight anymore, and will not scream when you don’t get your way.
Soon crying over spilled milk will be gone. You will be facing life’s real challenges and tears will be for real heartaches.
So instead of wishing time to speed up, I’m enjoying every bit of it. I love you my little baby!
Mom
The Domestic Goddess Wannabe 