The Toddler Years: You Can Do It!

My son is 2.5 years old, almost 3. And as frustrating as this age can be, it’s also so fascinating. What they pick up on. What they repeat. What they learn. And so quickly. It’s amazing how much personality they can have in such a short amount of time on this planet.

I CAN DO IT!

Recently we went to one of those indoor play places and the ramp going up to the slide was a bit advanced for him. It was like a slanted rock walk type floor and with his socks on was extra slippery. Also he’s a bit short for his age so the gaps between the step stones were too large for him.

I watched him try to climb up and slide back down like you see in cartoons. I watched him try a few times and I was actually really proud that he didn’t get frustrated as quickly as he normally does. But he turned to give up and mumbled, ‘I can’t do it’. I climbed up halfway and spoke with him and explained that it was hard but he could do hard things. He just needed to make sure his foot was on the steps and pull himself up with the net. He repeated back “I can do hard things!” and then tried again. 

After a few tries and coaching he got to the top and I’ll never forget how happy his face was and he shouted “I did it!” It made me so happy I wanted to cry. 

And since then he’s been more open to trying new things because this was a win he had on his own.

Because that is what we should want from our children—to see their joy when they accomplish something–not for us, but for themselves. 

I’M A PRINCESS

I put a dress on recently that wasn’t anything special that I got from Old Navy. It’s one of those long tent-like dresses. A modern mumu if you will. 

 My son came in and said “mama is a princess. Like Elsa”. It was so sweet because I definitely don’t feel like a princess. I feel like a hot mess most days. I feel like my hair is never right and my clothes don’t fit properly. 

But to him, I’m a fucking princess. 

And I stopped myself and thought, hmm maybe I should start seeing myself like he does. Cuz even when we don’t feel like we’re the best, we’re the best to them. 

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Daring Greatly As A Parent

A few months ago I wrote a post about this book I read called Daring Greatly by Brene Brown.

http://Daring Greatly: How the Courage to Be Vulnerable Transforms the Way We Live, Love, Parent, and Lead https://a.co/d/1xvfaPv

I separated Brown’s book into 2 parts because the parenting part really spoke to me because I’m currently in the trenches. And if you are a parent, I suggest getting this book to just read that chapter if nothing else.

What would be ideal is reading this book as young as you possibly can and before you have children. There are things in here that really made me stop and think and I wish I could’ve reflected on them earlier in life.

Ain’t that the truth. There are so many feelings a parent feels in one day. Just the other day my kid had a real up and down kinda day. He was grumpy, he was whiny, he was mean, he was cute, I loved him, wanted to run away from him, felt bad for him, wanted to just cuddle him and give him everything his little heart desired. It was exhausting feelings all these feelings.

This made me stop and think because we all do it. Guilty. That little quick judgment as you’re scrolling Instagram or walking by someone in the store. And I don’t think it’s done maliciously or intentionally but it is some food for thought reading that quote.

It’s natural to hold tight to what you know because the unknown is scary (parenting is scary). Or learning that you did something wrong is scary to admit (oh shit I really fucked that up, gotta go back and change my approach). Making choices as a parent is very personal and most of the time we feel personally attacked if someone questions us. The only thing we can do is be a little more conscious of it and give others and ourselves some grace. And stop and think, is it really an attack or is someone just offering their help and perspective?

And I think parents need to be more open in sharing information with each other. You never know if there is something out there you can learn but first we need to make it ok to say to each other ‘I don’t know about X, do you?’. I try to read about things and ask other people what they are doing but a lot of times it just seems like people are guarded like they don’t want to share their secrets. I love taking everyone’s opinions and ideas and picking out what would work for me and my child. You don’t have to follow things 100% but I think people do need to be more open in saying, ‘hmm I’ve never thought of that before” or “that’s an interesting way of doing things”.

How nice does it feel when someone goes “I’m really struggling with X” and another person goes “me too! Isn’t it the fucking worst?! I want to pull my hair out” as oppose to “No I’ve never had that problem and everything is fine”. Makes me feel like damn, I must be doing a shitty job. Even to the most secure of us.

I’ve heard so many people lie and say everything is great and flowers and rainbows and I KNOW it is not. Parenting, in this day and time, is an adventure and a juggling act. Not every day is rainbows and if anyone tells you that, I call bullshit. And in the rare instance I am wrong, that person needs to hold a seminar and give us all the secret to their success.

We must try to make our children better than we are and that can’t happen if we don’t first understand our faults and our limitations.

If you are aware enough, you can think back to how you were raised, and think about instances or scenarios where your parents were only doing or acting as they knew how. And it might not have been the best approach. And you now have to undo what was done to you to be better for YOUR children. But we don’t just carry our own baggage throughout life. We have those closest to us hold it for a little while, or add something to their bag to alleviate a weight for ourselves. And if we don’t deal with that baggage, we perpetually keep transferring it—our grandparents gave it to our parents, our parents gave it to us and here we are fucking some more shit up.

I’ve always said I wanted to be better than my parents were. And that’s not a dig, or a negative, I would hope that they would want me to be better as well. Just as I want my son to be kinder, and more thoughtful, and braver than I am. We can’t model the right behavior to our children if we don’t first understand what is wrong and then strive to be the better versions of ourselves. As Brene says, “…if we want our children to love and accept who they are, our job is to love and accept who we are. We can’t use fear, shame, blame, and judgment in our own lives if we want to raise courageous children”.

I used to call myself a perfectionist but after reading this I’m sure I’m not. I don’t want to be the best to prove something to someone else. I don’t care for praise or getting my name on a list. I do it to beat myself mostly, because I like being better and getting better (that’s probably called something else). But there is a fine line for sure. There are a lot of kids from the Tiger Mom generation that are messed up. They need others approval, they need to be liked, they need constant validation, and they cannot self regulate their emotions. Rampant anxiety everywhere. At some point, we have to look back at the cause. At the pressure. To the reason WHY. Why they feel the need to perform for others, because that is a perfect description of it: a performance. But for who? Because when you ask those people, it’s not for themselves when they go to sleep at night. They’re thinking about how they can make someone proud of them based on their accomplishments instead of being satisfied with who and what they are.

And if that is something that happened to us in childhood, wouldn’t we want to stop it from happening to our children? What does excite me about my generation of parents is that a lot of people are starting to get on board with Conscious Parenting (awareness, connectedness, and mindfulness)—-self reflecting and changing our behaviors and approaches to make better kids and not repeat the mistakes of the past. I think part of this is that people are having children later in life. I’ve very different from what I was at 28 and 21. Can you imagine having a child at 21? There are so many things I’ve learned since then, so many ways I became a better person. I would’ve done a disservice to that child. We would’ve just been surviving instead of THRIVING.

She says that the parents who usually bring this up as a problem are the ones who are always “intervening, resuing, and protecting”. Can this account for the anxiety and forced perfectionism? The lack of resilience and grit in this younger generation? Those parents are so adamant about not letting their kids feel the hurt or struggle they felt, that they don’t even realize that the adversity is what contributed to making THEM who they were. But for some reason they feel the need to rob their own children of this, thinking that they’re just helping them.

Mic dropped. It’s the little things we don’t even realize we’re doing. Our face, our words, have such an impact. Think of your own life. A person could say just one thing to you that you can remember 20 years later. How do we want our kids to remember us? I try to think about this all the time when I’m losing my patience or just want to snap—-is this a moment in time that he will remember 20 years from now? Is this something that I can fix now that I have the chance?

This makes me think of this lady who would drop off her kid in the morning. He must’ve been like 4-5 years old. And the first thing she would say while rushing out of the car was “hurry up! Why are you walking so slow. Ugh. I have to get to work”. And as I was slowly getting my child out of the car I thought, ‘well, it’s not his problem. Why didn’t you leave earlier?’. The one thing I try to be mindful of are little moments like that. It’s those little moments. I want my son to remember that every morning we stand outside of school and wait until the bus passes by because it makes him happy. I leave the house earlier than we have to to make sure we have that time. I don’t want the last thing he remembers to be me yelling at him or rushing him along as I drop him off with strangers all day. And I am the first to admit it is hard to be in the moment and stay in the moment when everything is happening. I have a small reserve of patience and I have my moments of AHHHHH but I make it a point to try to be as mindful as possible and the only thing we can do is to try our best.

That’s another thing that’s so small that we can be aware of. The words we use or what we imply with those words have a major impact. And if you know Dr. Becky, who is all the rage now, her book and platform focuses on the GOOD INSIDE. Not the bad.

Brown gave an example of her daughter who was using glitter at school and her teacher said “Ellen! You’re a mess” and Ellen responded with “I may be making a mess, but I’m not a mess”.

This may be the hardest thing to do right, because sometimes the words we use or the phrases are not meant to be malicious or hold the weight they do, but we have to remember when speaking to children, they are learning. They may not understand sarcasm or certain humor. They may carry our words throughout their lives.

FINAL THOUGHTS

There are so many good little nuggets of wisdom and thinking in this book, but I will leave you with this on her parenting philosophy:

“I’m not perfect, and I’m not always right, but I’m here, open, paying attention, loving you, and fully engaged”.

We can only ask to strive for that for the sake of ourselves and our children.

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August Wrap Up

I decided to start a new segment and do a wrap up from the previous month on the 1st of every month. Happy September, everyone! I’m 4 days late. That’s life with a kid. We get there when we get there.

What I’ve Been Up To:

My husband had to buy a new car since his was falling apart so we used money we were saving for moving to pay for half of it outright. Because I hate owing people money. Adulting. 

Trying to get that savings back up in the next few months so we can move around December.

Always looking for fun things to entertain a toddler who doesn’t want to be in a small apartment all day. Went to the beach, the zoo and Sesame Place this month

Went to the movies for the first time since 2019. Nothing has changed, people are still annoying, the floors are sticky, and the food and drinks are comically larger than what anyone should be consuming. Went to see The Meg 2 because my sister and I will always support Jason Statham

What We Ate:

This month was a little wild with eating out and constantly going to the store to get groceries. There’s nothing that really stood out though except for some fresh corn I got from a farm that I boiled and slathered in garlic butter.

And my husband and I had a Thai lunch date and gorged ourselves. Sat like adults without a child and were able to have a conversation. It was nice. We need to do more of that.

What I Read:

Somebody Feed Phil by Phil Rosenthal (a behind the scenes from his show on Netflix with the same name)

A Heart That Works by Rob Delaney (I sobbed through most of it because it’s about the death of his young child. Heartbreaking and beautifully written)

What I Watched:

The Mandalorian new season (Disney)

Dead To Me Season 3 (Netflix)

The Umbrella Academy Season 3 (Netflix)

Continuing to watch Working Moms (Netflix) but there’s so many seasons and I never have time so this will be on a rolling basis. Only on season 3 right now

Toddler Corner:

He’s almost 3 so this age is wild. We took the rail off his crib and put the toddler half rail up. Since then, he’s decided to sleep on the floor next to the crib. He calls it “camping”. Has only slept in his bed like 3 times so far. So we have to work on that.

He’s sort of interested in potty training but also is like no thank you. I’m not pushing it for now. He’ll be ready when he’s ready.

He’s been a parrot more so we have to watch what we say. But he does say the bad things in context so at least that is something.

Discovered his love of carousels.

Favorite Pic Of The Month:

Forgot to pack a shirt for my sisters house so Five Below for the win.

What I’m Looking Forward To Next Month:

Cooler weather. 

Travel Research. In the next year I want to go away for a day trip, a weekend trip, and plan a Caribbean getaway for June so excited to start looking at things.

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The Parent Test: Finding A Parenting Style

The Parent Test was a show on ABC that aired earlier this year. They put different parenting styles up against each other to see which one would be voted the best overall.

Some of the styles were:

  • Free range
  • Traditional
  • New Age
  • Child-led
  • Disciplined
  • High-achieving
  • Strict
  • Helicopter parenting

I found that some parenting styles were very similar to each other though and some of the experiments weren’t as controlled and accurately done as a real experiment would be, but overall I really loved the concept of the show.

I think every single parent out there needs to watch it. This is exactly what I’ve been talking about—sharing our experiences and the way of doing things.

It was so interesting to learn how people do things and to see that some people who were very rigid in their thinking at the start, opened up by the end and were willing to admit that they learned from the other people and could adapt some things from them.

They did experiments with the families and the kids to see how they could cope—like trying to get out of a maze or escape room that had no escape to see how they manage frustration. Or having a stranger come to the door when the kids were “alone” to see if they let them in.

There were some good scenarios of things that happen often and some things that don’t happen often (and you don’t want to happen). It was a great way to see how the children would react in those situations. And a lot of times the families who went over those scenarios often, like not going with strangers, STILL had issues with kids being too trusting of people. It just goes to show that repetition is key for learning and I was glad to learn that early in my parenting and its something that I will think about always.

Just like Brene Brown stated (I mentioned this in my post about her book a few months ago and I will mention her again soon) we all think our way is the way to do things and get really defensive when we learn of other ways.

But really that’s our ego, right? We feel personally attacked if we find out, and made aware, that there might be another way to do things. Because in our mind, then we failed.

But what this show displayed is that people were willing to learn and to ask questions and to see the pros and cons about doing things. And ultimately, a lot of it came down to how your individual family operates and the personalities of your children. It’s not a competition like it’s made to be out on social media a lot of times. It should be a group effort, a community, a chance to learn from each other.

Do I think the winner’s style would work with everyone? No. I think her approach fit her child’s personality and the fact that she was an only child. I wonder if she would’ve had success if there was another child in the picture with another type of personality. 

Ultimately you do what’s right for your family but I think people have to be more open to learning from each other. Someone else might have that hack that will help you.

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Parenting: A juggling Act

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I was trying to figure out why parenting feels like such a juggling act. Why are we running from work to daycare, home to make dinner, and then running, and running some more. And I realized that our parents had a little more help than we do. 


When we were younger, our grandmas were, for the most part, homemakers. If they did work, it might have been part time but they were there to help out and watch the children if you were lucky enough to live in the area. If you were Greek or Italian you were even luckier because they probably lived WITH you!

And this struck me one day when a coworker was talking about how her mother told her “I raised my own kids already” and didn’t want to help babysit. And I realized that our parents’ generation is very different from the one before. Some worked the whole time we were kids, some are still working and they are tired. They don’t want to take care of more kids. And I’ve heard this from other people who have grandkids at work who say, “I want to live my life”. 

Cuz people are freaking tired. 

So my mom had my grandma to help for half the year while we were younger and she wasn’t in Greece.

I remember breakfast and she would get us from the bus and start dinner. There was always someone at home and we only had to go to an outside babysitter for a short amount of time when I was very little. And I hated it. She would make me eat all my eggs before leaving the table so I would put them in my mouth then I would spit them out in the bathroom. I always think about that and was so grateful that I was able to have my grandparents at home for a good chunk of my childhood. 

Now, I see all these half sleeping kids being dropped off at daycare. I am one of the first to drop off mine at 7am but he’s not sleeping because he likes to get up between 5-5:30 am and that is probably my Karma from giving sass on one of many occasions in my life. But I digress.

Some are literally sleeping and being carried inside. And I tried to think back to when I was young, and again, I don’t remember being shuffled all over the place. Maybe I was lucky. I feel like we had a nice calm morning–had breakfast, watched cartoons, waited for the bus. These poor kids are just getting pulled here and there and getting home late. Later than what their bedtime should be. And it’s all connected right—Late bedtime and early wake time means limited hours of sleep for kids who need A LOT of sleep to develop. But what are parents supposed to do when they get out of work at 5pm but now traffic is so bad it takes them 1-2 hours to pick up their kid. It’s madness and I’m not sure how so many of us are just dealing with this and not screaming at the top of our lungs about it.

My mother still works so there is no grandma to make snacks for the kids after school. So yeah, we’re pretty much on our own relying on daycare. Which is why when my kid is sick, I don’t have anyone to watch him so my vacation days just dwindle with every disease other people give him. Thankfully I was able to move my schedule early to start work at 7:30am and end at 3:30pm to beat some of the road congestion so I can at least have more time with him in the evening. And taking this into consideration is why I can’t really look for another job because I probably won’t find one that pays the same and lets me out at 3:30pm. So that’s the sacrifice I make now so I can have some time with my child while he’s little and cute and wants to hang out with me.

They say it takes a village to raise a child and it’s true, back in the day the village DID help with your child. They would keep an eye out if we were playing in the street or walking too far off. Your grandma would live with you or we knew all the neighbors and all played with each other and knew each other’s kids. 

We knew almost all the neighbors on the street and they knew us. I feel like we lost that.

And is that just a city thing? Or are the suburbs experiencing that as well? I feel like it’s across the board. There’s no sense of community anymore because no one stays in one place for a long time anymore. Everyone is always moving and there are no forever homes and people’s families are moving to other states as well.

We only know a few neighbors now but it’s nothing more than a wave or a smile and we’ve been there for 4 years. 

I wonder what our generation is going to be like. Will we be even worse with less time and patience for our kids’ kids?

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