Pushing the limits

It’s been a crazy few days in our house.

Okay maybe more like a crazy few weeks!

I’d really like to use a stronger word than crazy but let’s just keep it PG rated for now.

I’ve lost my shit more than once and I’m not proud of it!

But sometimes counting to 10 just doesn’t cut it, especially when it comes to dealing with a temperamental toddler!

Yes, usually Miss Izzie is a pretty good kid, but lately she’s been replaced by a feral child.

Okay a little harsh, but in the moments I’m pulling my hair out, I think “feral” is probably a nice word for it!

She’s almost like the rhyme about the little girl with a curl in the middle of her forehead.

And yes believe me she can be horrid!

Terrible twos isn’t just a fancy term thrown out there for fun.

It’s like they know exactly when to flick the switch and go from being a darling child to a terror in the blink of an eye.

Is it some kind of test, that we as parents of toddlers must pass when they’re at the age of two to see if we can continue the fun of parenting?

Well I know you certainly can’t quit.

I often joke with my amazing mum about the fact my brother and I are still alive and wonder how she coped.

Most of the time she laughs, shrugs and says she just did because there was no other option.

Before you strike up the violins….I’m not silly, I knew what I was getting myself into by having children.

But I didn’t think I’d be looking in the mirror on a daily basis and dealing with a mini me.

Yes I’m under no illusion that Miss Izzie is a mini version of her mother, with quite the fiery temper already.

I’m sure my parents are secretly laughing at the thought of what still lies ahead.

I’ve got a long way to go yet but I’m already dreading the teenage years, especially with two girls to deal with!

I remember when I was in my late teens (sooooo long ago!!) saying sorry so many times to my mum.

Apparently I wasn’t really that bad but I definitely had my moments!

I wonder if I’ll see a little bit of history repeating?!

Well they say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Let’s just hope one of the girls inherits daddy’s temperament….

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