The Ups and Downs As a Mom of a Three-Year-Old

Three.

It’s hard.

Fun.

And exhausting.

My patience is tested many, many times during a given day as a mom with a three-year-old. Just as I’m at a breaking point Xander turns on his cute charm and WHAM my mood has changed. Funny how that works. It’s like mother natures way of saying “Look you can get through this. It’s not all horrible.”. And then WHAM Mr. Xander decides he wants to go potty on the floor when he is literally standing right next to the potty. Really? I guess in his mind it seemed liked a rational thing to do.
What’s fun about three…
* His love of Snoopy and Charlie Brown. He could watch the Great Pumpkin a million times a day and still laugh at it. His imitation of Snoopy’s laugh is hysterical.
* His cute requests when I’m least expecting it…
“I wanna read quietly in my room.” “Mommy, I thirsty. I want grape juice.” ‘Mommy, I wanna go to Chucky Cheese” (Uh, no! Am I the only mom who gets an anxiety attack just thinking about that place?).
* His nickname for Noah (Noah boy)
* His proper use of the word shit as in “Holy shit who made a mess in this chicken (kitchen)?”.
* His new ability to make silly faces
* His boy talk “I poop like a meatball.” “I fart like a football.”
* His new fascination with farting. Yesterday while driving in the car –
X: Mommy you fart
Me: No I didn’t.
Him: Yes you did farted. (singing) You did farted. You did farted.
* The way he talks with his hands when he is lost in his imagination of play
* His singing.
* His grumpiness in the morning just like mommy and daddy.
* His love of our flower garden. He must look at the flowers as soon as we pull into the driveway every single time.
* His ever growing vocabulary and the way he says certain words quber/computer, skepie/spaghetti, chicken/kitchen, pick-i-nic/picnic.
* Kisses and hugs on demand and when I’m least expecting them.The challenges of three:
* His desire to snatch every single toy away from Noah.
* His phrases he uses when he is upset or frustrated “Your not my friend.” “I don’t like you, mommy/daddy.”
* Punching, hitting and pushing Noah when Noah gets in his way or takes a toy (Yes, I know this is only the beginning)
* His strong dislike for getting dressed. Dressing this child for bed is a nightly battle.
* His “I’m going to yell at the top of my lungs because I’m bored, tired, hungry, annoyed or all of the above”.
* Potty training sucks but that’s a post to soon follow.

So I wanna know was three harder than two? What helped you get through?

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