They are still little enough to be cute, yet big enough to be semi-independent. I can do things like shower, use the bathroom or clean (lol) without them needing constant supervision. I can send them to play in the basement and not have to crawl along behind them. And when I do play with them, its fun. They like to watch movies, read books, dress dolls and have dance parties. All pastimes that I can get behind.
I’ve stopped using a baby monitor and can count on them to sleep all the way through the night, save for occasional night-time cuddle sessions with Little A, which I admit I don’t mind too much. The best part is how much they love each other. When Big A went to a sleepover the other night, Little A was in tears. Big A drew her a picture and Little A slept clutching the paper all night. So sweet.
Going out in public isn’t so hard either. I have more threats to use, and don’t have to bring as much crap. Throw in a Pull-Up and a pack of wipes, and I’m good. Hoping to minimize that even further if Little A finally gives in to the potty “training” (aka, begging, cajoling, bribing, banging my head against the wall).
In a way, I feel like we’re having our own little love affair. My girls love me with a passion and tell me - multiple times a day. Its hard to be stressed for long when your 3 year old tells you that she “loves you to the moon and the sky and back” when you’re putting her to bed or when your 5 year old yells out that you’re the “best mommy in the world” as you walk away. Little A holds my face in her hands and demands me to let HER kiss me, then plants one on me. She takes my arm and wraps her arms around it as she sleeps next to me. Big A listens to my fashion advice and tells me she’ll wear “whatever I think.” She tells me she’ll always be my baby and never leave me.
Yes, I know this won’t last forever or very much longer. Which is why I’m savoring every second right now.