I’m trying to get back in the swing of this since posting has been slow lately. I used to write even if I didn’t really have anything to say, and lately I feel like I have to have a real reason to sit here, so I’m just writing today. There are no transitions here, reader.
I think Jude looked at a calendar and saw that he is turning two this week and decided to start the real tantrums Because I thought I knew what a tantrum was, but as it turns out, I didn’t. And yesterday he showed me what it really means when you pitch a fit over something like not wanting to get out of your car seat in the garage which is something we all could get passionate about, I suppose. The terrible twos have really arrived, I think. And I am telling myself that I want him to have an independent spirit and that all of this is perfectly developmentally appropriate. But it’s still hard.
I think it’s the combination of so many new birthday toys and some stale things that need to change around here, but my house is driving me insane this week. Everyday I have a to-do list of things that should be crossed off, and everyday I fall short. I’m thinking I need to make a list with one thing on it, and then I can feel accomplished.
My kitchen is also a bit stale. I’m realizing I make the same fifteen or so dishes over and over and over and that I am really bad at side dishes, as in 99% of what I make these days seems to be a one-pot meal. So I signed up for Relish Relish with a Mamapedia deal this week. I’m ready for it to bring something new here in my kitchen. I think I’ll start today with some iced pumpkin cookies.
Working on bringing my mojo back at home, in the kitchen, and on this blog. If I say it aloud here, it will happen right?
Mama the Reader 
I can totally relate to this post. The writing, the cooking, the to do lists…I’m struggling with it all. And I don’t think I realized until I read this that nearly 100% of my meals are one dish. It is just so much easier! But, I should probably consider changing that up a bit!
Two-year-old temper tantrums are epic. But, I will say they do get better before three. At least Traveler’s have. Don’t get me wrong. He can still throw down like the Incredible Hulk (Hulk has been his nickname for the last year) but he’s a bit more selective lately about what brings them on. And a bit easier to reason with. Still the terrible two’s are no joke!
Darn, I just lost a comment I had written, so here goes the short version. 🙂 Terrible two tantrums…yikes. I am already up to my eyeballs in 16-month old tantrums. Someone please tell me that all kids don’t get worse….Anyone?
Also, new recipes, even if made up while grocery shopping, are the highlight of my life right now. 🙂
Okay, my summer to do list that I posted didn’t happen, although I had really good excuses. Other than that, blogging my goals and having the online accountability (even if it’s all in my head) really does work! I accomplish so much more. As far as the tantrums two and three were such a beating for me with my son. BLAH!!! Although somehow neither my husbands or my parents seem to remember having any problems with any of their kids, whatever. Hang in there. There are definitely enough over the top adorable aspects of that age to even it out.
My parents said when I was 2.5 I would demand to push the grocery cart. Except of course I couldn’t push it b/c I was too teeny and it was too heavy. So then I would lay myself down on the floor of the grocery store and repeatedly bang my head into the ground, I was so angry about not being allowed/able to.
My mom said people would walk by looking at her like “Lady, why are you torturing that child!” and she felt like yelling back at them “Haven’t you ever had a 2 year old before!?! I just have to wait it out!”