The poo went hiding

Well, if I were to say that there was one challenging thing about being your parent, Maia, I would have to say that getting you to bed lately and you deciding to get up before dawn, would be it. Laugh. Your Dad and I thought we had it all figured out and for about the total of a week, we could put you in bed by 7 pm and you would be asleep by 7:10, sometimes 7:30, but it was a no fuss ritual of bath, sleep sac, story, a few songs and we were off and you were off to dreamland. Then, came daylight savings and it has been a real nightmare for us. You seem to be having the time of your life. We start the routine at 6:15 and you are now asleep around 8:30. We put you to bed and you insist on calling us back in with a list of reasons from water, teething powder, to toilet, which is hard to ignore as you are potty training and we are trying to support you in your efforts. So last night, after your Dad had made two trips into your room, I went in and you said you had to go potty. (Now you Dad had just taken you, but you usually don't play that card just to get out of bed, but you did...) And so while you sat on your potty and I asked you where the poppy way, you looked a bit bewildered...knowing that you had been found out without any evidence to show for your claim of having to poo...and promptly told me, "It is hiding in my petunia..." I'll tell you it was mighty hard not to laugh out laugh. You are so clever and sweet...speaking of...you are just getting up from your nap...so let me run and get you. Love you Maia.

The sweet things you say...

Today (Tuesday, December 6) we were out swinging on our back porch as a thunder storm approached and Maia said, "Mommy, the sky is talking to us." Later we were playing with some connecting plastic building bits from the toy lending library and she said, "Let's build a play ground for my people."

A day has passed and it is now Wednesday, December 7, Maia and I were driving David to the station today and she was asking David if he could jump in the trees. Maia you are such a lovely little girl and just now starting to test your limits with us and we are trying to figure out how to guide you without breaking your spirit. I tend to raise my voice and say, "Maia stop that right now, I have had enough," which usually by that point, I have had enough. I find myself at times just craving for a bit of time to myself where I can focus on the things that I need to get done. I am at my absolute worst when I am tired or hungry, so I try and keep my energy up and belly full, but then being nearly 30 weeks pregnant, I just feel tired or I just want you to listen to me when I ask you do something and not run away or scream, which is something that you have started to do when we try and redirect you to do what we need you to do. You just scream at the top of your lungs and it can be really, really annoying. So motherhood is not always golden, but I have to say that my state of mind is what can break or make a moment and I know that you might have your times of not wanting to do what I say, but at the end of the day, it is my perspective that often either makes me rise above those moments or sink down into feeling worn down and just plain impatient and annoyed at having to negotiate with a toddler. (Laugh.) It can be tough at times, but I am trying to find a way to stay positive as one day I will be looking back wanting all these moments back when you decide it is your time to leave the house and fly on your own, our sweet girl. WE love you.