“Those are great circles you drew Honour!”
“Those are O’s.”
I stood corrected…guess it is all in how you look at things.
These past two weeks have been a roller coaster. Amazing ups, filled with laughter, spontaneous hilarity from my son, coos, smiles and connections with my daughter. Then…plummeting drops of grandios tantrums in the middle of our quiet street, baby crying for hours on end threatening to dull my heart and wear out my arms and to top it off watching my phone fly behind our van as it was hurled off the roof as I accelerated hastily from 50 to 80. Thankfully, even after a trip like that, my phone only needed a one hour screen replacement but it wasn’t great at the time. It has really got me thinking about the extremes of life, the extremes of our children’s lives that happen daily.
As a parent you are often forced to live your life through your children’s eyes. You are once again transported into a world of innocence, exuberant joy, utter abandonment and also lack of rational thought. This last one we often have difficulty grasping as our children grow quickly physically before our eyes yet they truly cannot comprehend most of their emotions, thoughts or our direction until much later in life. So, to aid in their day to day journey through emotion, we stop. We look at the situation through the eyes of one who cannot process their feelings, one who is unable to communicate eloquently or in a timely manner, one who sees black and white with no understanding of the shades between. This is where we live.
We are adults, capable (for the most part), of rational, methodical thought. Weighing pros, cons and the outcome of decisions. Yet we are asked to put that aside and think without reason to see, as closely as we can, how our young toddlers are viewing their daily encounters.
It is tough a lot of the time for me to put on my kiddy goggles. To view my own behaviour or expectations as my son would see them is challenging, but goodness does it ever help:
1. I can see when my expectations are unreasonable and therefore do not get frustrated when he is unable to meet them
2. I am able to comfort him with more grace and patience when I understand he is not purposefully trying to push my buttons.
3. I am better able to walk him through his emotions of excitement, anger, frustration and eagerness which all happen daily and all usually result in biting (or nibblin as he call is it). This lessens the extremes…a real bonus!
4. I can better appreciate his age and the wonder and frustration it holds, grasping every second before he grows into the next stage of development.
5. Finally, looking at his world through his eyes allows me to better love him. To be less frustrated with his outbursts, more patient with his tears and laugh with him whole heartedly when he finds something toddler-funny (that which is funny to an almost three year old but not an almost twenty eight year old) 🙂
Do you take time to live the life of a toddler? Your circles might just become o’s.
Try it, work at it and love it!