What You’ll Miss About The Terrible Twos

The Yummy Mummy Club has put together a collection of things moms said they miss about the crazy toddler years.

After reading it, I feel a little guilty about complaining about the terrible twos. I feel a little guilty about losing my cool when my kid had trantrum #34 last night.

Mostly, I just feel like I want to soak up all the memories I can while I try to figure out some way to keep him this small forever. “Stop growing up my sweet baby!” I want to say.

Parents of one to four year-olds, I know you might feel like you are in a daily marathon of unfun things, so in hopes this helps you feel better today, this is what I miss from toddlers/ preschoolers:

The feeling of having my child fall asleep in my arms.

The way, “I wuv you, mommy” sounds coming out of a little person.

How a toddler hugs like he's hanging on for dear life.

I'm really going to miss those special moments, and these:

I miss the greetings at the end of the day…the way they'd throw their entire bodies into their running hugs when they sprinted to me as if they weren't entirely sure they'd ever see me again. Today's greetings run more towards grunts and the, “what's for dinner” variety.

Being able to see the world through their eyes and how they would marvel at the simplest things I take for granted. It was a lesson in being able to enjoy splashing in the puddles instead of worried about being in the rain.

I miss early morning snuggles in bed, when their sleep-tousled hair was so cute and they were warm and huggy and kissable. Plus they started each day with such optimism and eagerness. One of the most memorable was my son crawling in beside me the day before his 5th birthday. “Tomorrow, mommy,” he said, pointing to his face above his eyes, “I'm going to have a fivehead,” right? Sigh for those oh-so-sweet days!

Pudgy fingers and little thumbs that looked like fat garden grubs.

Today I looked at my son and thought about how his face is becoming such a boy face. It's not a chubby little baby face anymore. I felt a little sad seeing that.

Now, as I'm writing this, I can hear him talking to his Daddy in that sweet little toddler voice with his exaggerated Southern accent. It brings a smile to my face.

Yes, I am going to miss this. Maybe not all of it, maybe not the potty training, the endless whining, or saying “we don't bite” 500 times a day…. but I will miss so much about this age. All the things above and more.

Be sure to check out the rest of the things you'll miss about the toddler years at The Yummy Mummy Club. While you do, I'm going to go kiss some fat little “garden grub thumbs” and tickles some chubby little feet.