I am not one to gloat or say my child is the smartest child on earth (she actually is though), but my little monster, I am sorry I mean princess, is blowing my mind away these days. First off it is best I explain recent events in my family life. My family and I recently embarked on finding a new home and have vacated our previous home and are now living with my parents for two months. It is exciting because it is a much bigger house which is 1/2 a mile from my work and also about three minutes from my stepson. It also is exciting because it is way out in Southern Chester County (for those not in PA, the country/amish area). I am really excited for the beautiful ambiance of the country. I have to admit my biggest fear (besides living with my parents, haha) was my daughter being able to adjust to all the changes. My daughter has a very structured life, which my husband and I worked hard on establishing. It became more prevalent when he and I noticed other parents were know flip flopping their kids from one house and person to another. She naps and has bedtime the same time every night and we are blessed to have my parents as our day care.
Months ago my daughter and I went to visit my friend in NC, and it was a rough trip. The change was apparently too much to handle and we cut our trip short for mommy's sanity. I do not life the fact that she is not use to traveling, but due to work and other conditions, we have not been able to travel much since she has been born. This past weekend we moved out of our place and in with my parents, and the experience broke my heart a little. I decided to take my daughter to see our empty house to see we did not live there anymore, and she laid on the porch and cried.....yes it was not one of my favorite moments. When I come home from work, she says, "Mommy can we go home! Please?", and I have to explain to an almost 3yr old why we cannot. My mother's words though seem to ring true, wherever the I am with her she is fine. She is slowly but surely adjusting, and I think enjoying having attention from four adults throughout the day. I now fear moving into the new house in two months because she will have to re-adjust yet again, but hopefully its just my nerves.
She is truly the light in my day everyday, and part of that is because she is hilarious. I look down at her little face and see myself as a child. She is CLEARLY my child with the constant talking and energy. It amazes me that she and I have actual conversations, and have had them for awhile. It still amazes me how little she is and how much she picks up. She is probably the most polite child you have ever met (and its not because I am a super stickler with manners, although I think they are important.) She knows to always say, Please, Thank You, God Bless You, and I'm Sorry. Sometimes the manners can be overwhelming especially when the conversation goes, "Mommy can I have a cookie, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!" and I say No, and it continues with "Please Mommy, Please Mommy". Another funny moment is when she yells for my husband and says, "Daddy! Daddy!" and then he doesn't respond and she begins, "Jon! Jon!".
Despite the day's daily stresses, I know I have my princess to run to me as I walk in the door. Those moments make up for all the hair pulling moments of insanity.
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