This blog discusses my life with two kids under the age of three, a Zombie obsessed husband and two fur babies. Spit up, failed baking attempts and tantrum throwing (sometimes mine, sometimes my daughters) are all documented on this blog.
Thursday, August 4, 2016
When your child's independence comes before you're ready
When did I become a spectator to my daughter’s life? Once upon a time, not too long ago, I was THE key player in her daily routine – I was her chef, her consultant on all things fashion, her driver, and moral compass.
“No, on my own,” she reminds me every time I bend down to help her pull on her sparkly Toms over stubby toes and pudgy feet. She thrusts her hands out in front of her, the universal sign for STOP!