My significant other and I have been a full time parent to a toddler for nearly one month now. I am incredibly thankful for this little person who has been introduced into our lives. I am also exhausted. Over the years, I have come to realize that life must always have balance. This toddler rocks; she has an awesome personality, is very funny and has learned to listen, very well, to what we ask of her. This balance in our lives now comes in how amazing this little person is vs how tired I am. She is potty trained, which is AWESOME, but if she gets up in the middle of the night she, for some reason, must let me know she has to go to the bathroom, even though she can do it on her own. So, my sleep has been broken up every night for the past month, but I am amazed at how little it bothers me…and I am one of those people who LOVES my sleep.
I am also amazed at how different my thoughts are now. My mind used to be consumed with thoughts of things like making plans to go to as many shows at the Hollywood Bowl as possible, going to go to dinners with friends multiple times a week, making sure our home looked like a model home at all times. Now, it seems like I haven’t thought of any of these things. I reminisce about how little clutter our home used to have compared to the toys and books that are scattered about now. I’ve had thoughts about going to a concert, or to dinners with a friend, but then I think about how my being gone would affect this little life that has already gone through so much. I remind myself that concerts will always happen, and restaurants will always be there for meals with friends, but this time in our lives, being consistent with her, is about right here and now. I would not change our lives now for anything.
I love when she asks me questions about the whys and hows of life. I love seeing her little mind work, and how she says, “look at the mountain” when she’s pointing to a fountain. I keep reminding her that it’s “fountain, with an ‘F’,” but secretly I wish she does this for a little while longer because it’s just so dang cute. She is so mature and so good for her age that I sometimes forget how young she is. The “mountain” comments remind me that she’s still learning so very much.
I love being reminded of how much we learn as we grow. Every time she gets dressed, I say, “left arm, right arm” for the corresponding arm when we’re putting on her shirts. I love thinking she’s “getting it,” when she happens to put out the correct arm or leg out when I say “right” or “left,” even though I’m pretty sure it’s just that she had a 50/50 chance of her getting it right & she did.
It’s very weird to me when I ask her about what she has & has not experienced already. The other day, the three of us went to eat at a restaurant that was on the beach. Before we got there I asked her if she had ever been to the beach. She said yes but judging by the expression on her face & the twinkle in her eyes when she saw the waves crashing, I’m pretty sure we got to experience her first ever encounter seeing the ocean.
Many times throughout the day I look at my significant other and I look at her and am in awe, thanking my lucky stars for such incredible gifts.