I Break the Rules: A Letter to My Little One

Hey there, my spirited little guy,

You’re two years old now, and wow, do you know how to push the limits! You break the rules, bend them, and sometimes you even create your own.

Here’s a little secret: Before you came along, I had a whole list of rules about what kind of mom I’d be. Spoiler alert: most of those rules? Yeah, they’ve been tossed aside.

I’ll breastfeed for the first year (Oops, broke this one).

You wanted to nurse all day, but my body just couldn’t keep up. Pumping was a challenge, and honestly, I wasn’t a fan of walking around with my breast out. Plus, I was exhausted! After just two weeks, we switched to formula, and everyone was way happier.

I’ll sleep when the baby sleeps (I bent this one).

Laundry? Dishes? Eating? Forget it! While you napped, I found myself doing everything except resting. But sometimes I’d sneak in a cuddle session with you on my chest, and those moments were absolutely priceless.

My kids won’t watch TV (Bending rules here).

Some days just call for a little downtime with Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. Whether we’re stuck in a waiting room or I need a breather while you cling to my leg, TV has its place.

I won’t be the paranoid first-time parent with a million questions for the doctor (Broke this one hard).

I once went to the pediatrician because your pinky toe looked a bit off—I was convinced it would affect your walking!

My child’s schedule won’t dictate my life (Yeah, broke this one too).

I quickly learned that missing naps or pushing bedtime leads to chaos. So I had to adapt.

My kids will eat healthy, balanced meals (Let’s be real, broke this).

Hot dogs for dinner? Yup, that’s been our reality for the past few nights. You’re only interested in veggies if they come in sugary pouches. You did lick broccoli once, though, so there’s hope!

I’ll still go out with friends (I bent this).

After you were born, my social life took a hit. Now, a perfect evening involves watching you laugh with your dad in pajamas. But, when I need a break from toddler talk, happy hour with friends is a lifesaver.

I’ll work out regularly (Oh boy, this one’s broken).

My body has changed in ways I didn’t expect, and I can’t remember the last time I hit the gym. Breakfast? Cookies. Lunch? Goldfish.

I won’t talk about poop (Broke this rule before you even arrived).

Once you become a parent, it’s just inevitable!

I won’t be the mom counting down to “wine time” (Daily rule break here).

No explanation needed!

I won’t fall into the yoga pants trap (Bending this one too).

I tried to avoid the cliché but realized it’s just too comfy. Occasionally, I’ll put on real clothes to feel human again.

My kids will learn to nap independently (Broke this).

I had no idea how sweet you’d smell while I rocked you to sleep. Those cuddles are hard to resist!

So, my little love, I’ve bent and broken plenty of rules on this journey. You’ll learn that some rules are worth bending, but the one I’ll never break is this: I will love you with every fiber of my being, forever and always.

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In summary, parenting is all about flexibility and love. Rules are made to be adjusted, but the love we have for our children remains steadfast.