Yesterday was a tough day with my toddler, and I won’t sugarcoat it. Yes, I admit it—I found myself disliking her.
Her tiny teeth were emerging, causing her discomfort, and the drool just seemed to cover everything in sight. When she wasn’t screaming in pain, her cries echoed loudly, making it impossible to find a moment of peace. Any attempt to distract her lasted only a fleeting few minutes. Encouraging her to practice walking felt like trying to catch a slippery fish. I watched helplessly as she threw herself onto the floor, twisting and arching her back in frustration.
A Miscalculated Outing
A trip to an outdoor concert turned out to be a total miscalculation. We thought the fresh air would help lift her mood, but instead, she became fixated on climbing the stairs of the amphitheater, ignoring our attempts to redirect her. The steps became her playground, adorned with bits of old trash and dirt, her new accessories.
After what felt like an eternity of chasing her up and down those steps, strapping her into the stroller became a wrestling match—a two-person job. As we exited the venue, I felt the weight of the disapproving stares from onlookers.
The Car Ride
The car ride was no different, with her screams echoing in the backseat. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, she fell asleep, her angelic face illuminated by the evening sun. Tears streamed down my cheeks—tears of exhaustion, frustration, and guilt. I found myself wrestling with dark thoughts: Did I make a mistake becoming a mother?
But deep down, I knew my love for her was immeasurable. I couldn’t picture my life without her, yet in those overwhelming moments, I longed for the simpler times, when evenings were filled with music and laughter instead of chaos. I found myself reminiscing about conversations with my husband that flowed freely, without interruptions from a fussy child. The guilt of feeling this way only added to my despair.
A Fresh Start
Fast forward to today—a fresh start. My toddler woke up cheerful and giggly, brushing her teeth without a fuss and playing quietly. She accepted her clothes and hopped into the car seat without resistance. Our day was a stark contrast to yesterday; dinner was peaceful, filled with laughter and conversation that felt almost normal again.
Today reminded me of the joy she brings into my life. Her laughter while splashing in the bath was contagious, and I cherished those moments of connection, laughing together on the floor. I realized that while I may not be the same person I was before becoming a mom, I am evolving into a better version of myself—more patient, compassionate, and loving.
Embracing the Journey
Though not every day will be filled with joy, I am learning to embrace both the ups and downs. Allowing myself to feel the frustration and then picking myself back up has become part of this journey. Sure, there will be many challenging days ahead, but I hold onto the hope that the good moments will fill my heart with the joy I seek.
So, while yesterday was a struggle, today was a beautiful reminder of why I chose this path. I might have disliked my toddler yesterday, but today, my love for her is stronger than ever.
Further Reading
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In summary, parenting is a rollercoaster of emotions, and while some days can be incredibly challenging, there are always moments of joy that remind us why we chose this path.