The Mrs. The Mommy. The M.D.: Two-Year-Olds are a Joy, Right?
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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Two-Year-Olds are a Joy, Right?

Little Nate and I are going through a rough phase right now - lots of tantrums, crying, and telling me what he doesn't want... Interestingly enough, he doesn't act this way with his dad - it's amazing how far a little extra bass in his voice can go....Well, anyways, I was sharing with the Hubs the dramatic escapades of today's morning events before dropping him off at daycare, and (very understandingly) he told me that one day we are going to wish he was still this age and doing these things :sigh:...I guess he's right, but Jesus take the wheel...

So today, I'm gonna be positive, and think about my little one with regards to all the wonderful gifts motherhood has given me - beyond the terrible twos and its accompanying tantrums.

Here are two of my favorite mommy poems I've been holding on to. Both of them I stumbled across a long time ago (like during my pregnancy) on other people's pages, but was never able to find the authors. Enjoy!

"Before you were conceived I wanted you,
Before you were born I loved you,
Before you were an hour old I would die for you,
This is the miracle of life." ~ Unknown

Author ~ Unknown

Before I was a Mom;
I made and ate hot meals,
I had unstained clothing,
I brushed my hair every day,
I had quiet conversations on the phone,
I slept as late as I wanted and I slept all night long.

Before I was a Mom;
I cleaned my house each day,
I never tripped over toys or forgot lullabies,
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous,
I had never been puked on, pooped on, spit on, chewed on, peed on, or
pinched by tiny fingers.

Before I was a Mom;
I never thought about immunizations,
I never held a screaming child so the doctors could give shots,
I never looked into teary eyes and cried,
I never felt my heart break into pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt,
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.

Before I was a Mom;
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down,
I never sat up late hours of the night watching a baby sleep,
I never got up in the middle of the night to make sure everything was okay,
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.

Before I was a Mom;
I had complete control of my mind, my thoughts and my body,
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside of my body,
I didn't know that having something so small could make me feel so
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache,
the wonderment, or the satisfaction of being a mom.

Before I was a Mom;
I never knew that something so small could effect my life so much,
I never knew that I could love someone so much,
I never knew I would love being a Mom,
I didn't know the bond between a Mother and her child,
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.


  1. Lol! How funny! I was thinking about this with Blake. Trying to see things through his eyes and not feel irritated when it takes me twice as long to do things. He is discovering this new world and he teaches me patience everyday. That little lesson has helped me also. Motherhood is quite the journey, isn't it? :-)

  2. Just discovered your blog!! What a beautiful family you have. Many blessings to you guys!! (Love your blog design and title too!) Adding this to my blog roll right now.

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  3. LOL!! Great post, I can so relate. And yes, Chase (also 2) does behave differently with me and DH.

    And i agree, sometimes we have do have to step back and remind ourselves that the Terrible Twos wont last forever, and they'll be our sweet, non-talking back, non-tantrumming, non-"No-saying" little boys again soon! Ha!


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