Hold onto your hats, my friends! Itâs the terrible twos!
Nah, personally, I think these toddlers get a bad rep. Iâm only going on the experience of Maddie of course, as Billy is still only a tender 10-month-old baby. We found Maddie to be much more tricky during the first 12 months of her life, and just that little bit easier every month after.
Maybe itâs just us. Maddie had so much to deal with in her early days and months. Gut issues and reflux made her life hell until she could walk, and once she was able to get around and do things for herself, life became so much easier. Before that point, she was consumed with a lot of frustration.
The days of putting her into a car seat screaming have passed (mostly). And the hunger! â Oh, thereâs nothing like the rage of a hungry baby that cannot communicate. Every single afternoon on the way back from the childminderâs, Billy, as Maddie did before him, screams for his supper. All. The. Way. Home.
It turns out my experience is completely at odds with every other parent Iâve spoken to with children approaching the two-year milestone. Theyâre all freaking out at how unruly their child has become, overnight, all of a sudden.
But weâve been in training for this for nearly two whole years, and it turns out, NEWSFLASH! The terrible twos are really not that bad. Yep, honest!
According to the experts, the terrible twos are a completely normal stage (yes, donât panic, itâs all normal) in their development. Theyâre now able to walk; theyâre learning to talk; theyâre forming opinions and learning about emotions.
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Their verbal, physical and emotional skills are not quite up to scratch, which is a source of constant frustration for them. Theyâre in a state of flux â bouncing between reliance on adults, but with a new burning desire to be in control and exert their independence over EVERY SITUATION.
What to expect from the terrible twos
Temper tantrums
Ohhhhh yeah: to the point where you need to have a qualification in crisis negotiation just to navigate your way through the day. (And by the way, if you donât happen to have a qualification in crisis negotiation, donât worry â youâll soon be adding that particular skill to your LinkedIn profile.)
Weâre talking off-the Richter scale temper tantrums that come out of nowhere, and sometimes dissolve incredibly quickly, but other times escalate to heights you never knew possible⌠leading quite nicely ontoâŚ
Mood swings
Not going to lie, your childâs spirit animal right now is the Dilophosaurus from Jurassic Park. You know the one! Itâs the cute dinosaur that makes sweet noises at the fat guy whoâs lost his glasses in the waterfall and then out of nowhere, completely unexpectedly and for no apparent reason, proceeds to scream with abandon and spit in his face. Thatâs a toddler.
Inability to reason
And if you DARE tell your child to âcalm downâ youâll find out quite quickly you may well have just doused yourself in petrol and danced a jig around a raging inferno.
There is NO WAY on this planet your child is going to listen to reason mid-tantrum. Or at probably any other time right now. And thatâs because reason isnât quite fully established in their psyche just yet⌠But donât worry; Iâm sure we donât have much longer to wait⌠(Oh please, GOD! Let it be true!)
âI want chocolate bis-gee-it!â she demands.
âUm, noooo...â I say politely. âWe donât eat chocolate biscuit for breakfast, itâs only seven oâclock in the morning!â
âRaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!â
Saying ânoâ usually goes down like a cup of cold sick, and thatâs on a good day.
Independence
They want it. They canât have it. They get mad. - Repeat previous steps above.
Manipulation
These little critters are master manipulators. Yes! These guys are the finest Hollywood actors, each worthy of Oscars in all five major categories. Their specialities are (in no order of appearance): fake crying; emotional blackmail; victim role-play; compulsive lying; playing parents off against one another:
âDaddy said I could have âEeezy Otzits for breakfast!â she screamsâŚ
âNo, Maddie. Daddy did not say you could have cheesy Wotsits for breakfast. Cheesy Wotsits are most definitely not on the breakfast menu, look again, kid.â
Honesty
Okay, Iâll correct myself. Theyâre not outright âcompulsive liarsâ, in actual fact, they can choose to run a hard line in honesty, so brace yourself.
âMommy? Is there a baby in your tummy, your tummy looks BIG!â
[Mommy weeps silently into her Branflakes]
âAh man, I love this song!â Mommy says dancing in the kitchen, turning the radio up while finishing up the breakfast dishes. âDid you like that one?â
âNO.â she says pouts firmly, cross-armed and visibly livid that I didnât put Taron Egertonâs âIâm Still Standingâ on for the seven hundredth and fifty-eighth time in THREE DAYS. Five, four, three, two, one CUE SCREAMS.
Now thereâs a good segue into my next very important toddler pointâŚ
Repetition
They love it. Repetition is their thing. Itâs turkey meatballs every night and we make no apologies. Sheâs just bonkers for meatballs!
(Disclaimer â we do mix up the menu, but for the purpose of comedy, please kindly roll with the exaggerations in this post!)
They INSIST on watching episodes of the same TV program again and again, and again, and again...
It took us just over a yearâs intent viewing of Cbeebies musicals The Snow Queen and The Story Of Mr. Tumble on repeat before we finally put those two gems to bed. I still get those songs stuck in my head on rotation while Iâm lying in bed at night. âWinter roses, sparkle in the niiiiiiiight!â
Just letting the universe know: I HATE MUSICALS.
Weâre planning on watching âSingâ for the 1,004th time this weekend.
Potty Training
Phewf! This is the big one. Apparently I was trained within the day at 18 months old. What. a. trooper.
Of course, I expected to be just as lucky with my toddler. It had to be in the genes right? A knack and a talent (I was good at something, once) that would surely pass down through the agesâŚ
I thought weâd be done and dusted in a long weekend at least.
Five weeks on â we still havenât quite cracked it, but weâre getting there. The trick is to keep positive, keep happy, and keep up the praise. It can be reaaaaally hard (a bit like the poos that they opt to stifle for diaper on times i.e. nighttime and naptime because they donât quite like the idea of pooing in the potty just yet) to keep sane when it feels a little bit like two steps forwards, ten steps back. Hang in there, I feel ya!
The Tremendous Twos
Meh⌠but despite all of those things, and maybe because of most of them, Iâve found my two-year-old to be a source of so much joy. She is a tornado at her fiercest but she is also the best fun. Life is certainly NEVER dull.
Weâre often in stitches over the things she does and the things she says (although most of the time we have to walk out of the room and laugh privately).
Itâs the middle of the night. Maddieâs started a cold.
âWant Mommy and Daddyâs bedroom!â
âMaddie, come on, lie down, wait for the Tylenol to work, itâs all okayâŚâ
âI DONâT WANT IT! Want Mommy and Daddyâs bedroom! Itâs too hot in here! Itâs too hot! Itâs too hot! Itâs HOOOOOOOT!!!â she pleas desperately, in her loudest shouting voice, while Iâm picturing the entire zip code queuing up at the front door right around the block to tell us to shut up.
âBut Maddie,â I say evenly through gritted teeth. âItâs not hot in here at all, itâs fine, the Gro Egg says so!â I reassure her, trying to tuck her back in.
Instant response: âItâs too cold! Itâs too cold! Iâm cold, itâs TOO COOOOOLD!â
Okay then! Mommy and Daddyâs bed it is. Itâs often a game you just cannot win.
Watching her grow and progress mentally and physically has been fascinating. And the WORDS! The words that come out of her mouth now are just classics.
The builders show up in the back garden just after breakfast.
âALRIGHT MATE?!â she shouts at them aggressively, head out of the cat flap. âTEA OR COFFEE?â
Later that day she shouts at Alexa to play Super Potato so she can do a dance for them. Strangely involved a bit of twerking. Not sure where she picked that up from.
I love listening to her growing vocabulary. Every day weâre witness to new phrases that have seemingly come out of nowhere. She seems to be grasping the concept of affection and love too.
âI LOVES ZOOâŚâ she says at bedtime, (well, sometimes when Iâm lucky) as she wraps her arms around my neck for a cuddle.
Each day she gets that little bit better at pronouncing words and sentences she couldnât grasp before⌠Just gold. These are moments to bottle. All of a sudden, your baby can converse with you! Itâs genius.
âMaddie â do you want to go to soft play or the park?â Daddy asks on his usual Friday morning with the kids.
âPUB!â she shouts. Well, itâs good to know weâre all singing from the same hymn sheet â at least some of the time.
Our baby, the one we watched grow from a tiny embryo on a screen is now a walking, talking little girl. Having a new baby in the mix in all his littleness only highlights even more just how much sheâs grown.
Sheâs a fearless, bold, and strong-willed little lady with a very cheeky sense of humor.
Yes, sometimes it might seem like itâs her way or the highway but we have to remind ourselves, sheâs TWO. Sheâs just trying to get a grip on the world. We remind ourselves to be patient and kind â even when the situation is completely infuriating.
Donât get me wrong; weâve had our fair share of parenting lows, who hasnât? Weâre all learning on the job. But, one thingâs for sure, whether theyâre terrible or tremendous, itâs safe to say, thereâs not one parent I know that would swap it for the world.
(And Maddie â when youâre old enough to read this, we think youâre a tremendous toddler, with just a little bit of terrible mixed in for good measure.)
