A poem for Raelyn.
These terrible twos
Too tired to sleep
or wake up on timeThinly veiled threats of “time out”
or toys taken awayThrashing on the ground, gnashing teeth
trying to hit when she knows it’s not rightTantrums that spawn from nothing
other than time passing too long
since the last episodeTrying so hard to show us
that she’s not a little girl but a big girlThis is where we are some days
Today especiallyTearing out our own hearts
to see the joy and beauty of a growing childTesting ourselves as she tests us
These terrible twos
I know this phase will pass, but some days it seems like she wants to do all her growing up and rebellion in 24 hours. Doesn’t she know she’ll be a teenager someday? That is, if she lives that long. 😉
All kidding aside, I hastily wrote the above poem out of love. She’s frustrating the Hell out of us recently, but it only makes us try harder to be better parents.
We love you Raelyn. Always remember. Never forget.