Surviving The Terrible T's( two's, three's and teenagers !)

Have you ever wanted to just get in your car without having a plan or any idea where you are going and just drive ? If your a Mom trust me I know you have thought about it, let's all be honest ! The screaming and fighting, oh the mess ! But then comes bedtime, well after hours of yelling, GO BACK TO BED and I MEAN IT ! Or start counting 1..2...3... Oh don't let me get to 4 ! Sound like you ? But after they have finally resigned to the fact that they will have to sleep for a few hours and you go into their rooms and check on them, you suddenly have an awwwww moment and start to remember why you became a Mom. You bend down to kiss them and make sure their covers are on so they wont get cold or double check their windows to make sure they are locked. You just stand there smiling, thinking about that first moment you found out you were pregnant or that first time you held them in your arms and they grab your finger with their tiny hands ! The first words they spoke or the moment they went potty. Suddenly the craziness of the day seems to be all worth it.

I always knew I wanted to be a Mom. I wanted a big family and I would imagine the holidays when everyone gathered around the table to eat or the tree to exchange gifts. Being anything else besides maybe a singer, never really entered my mind. I love being a Mom and believe it or not I love the craziness and even the mess doesn't bother me much as long as they are happy.

Everyone has their stories of when their little ones went through the terrible two's, I know I have mine ! I got pretty used to multitasking and cooking with one in my arms, two grabbing my legs begging me to hold them and the one that just wants to cry, no reason just cry ! Two's consisted of saying repeatedly , No No don't touch, that will hurt baby ! Or, NA NAT, come back here ! And the most difficult one of all, GO RUN TO THE POTTY...OHHHHH too late !

Three's were about the same all except now they think they own you ! NA NAT, doesn't work, or neither does NO NO, that will hurt baby ! Potty time is better but there are still the moments where you find them in a corner, being very quiet with that weird look on their face !

Then comes what I believe to be the most challenging, THE TEENAGE YEARS ! I'm still in therapy ! ha, kidding but probably should be . To me the hardest year was 14 because that seemed to be the year that hugging Mommy before leaving for school wasn't cool anymore or them thinking they know everything and you know nothing ! The butt heads year !

Still, looking back it was all worth it ! I loved every crazy insane moment of it and wish they were that little again ! Now I will be a grandmother soon and I will get to spoil my grandson or granddaughter and the best part.... they go back to their Mom and Dad's at the end of the day ! Awww sweet revenge !

I will end this by saying if you are a Mom or Dad, cherish every single second of it because they grow up one day and when they do you will wish them back little, I promise you that and promise you that you will SURVIVE !

Brenda Moore