No matter how old kids get, parents tend to worry about everything along the way. First it all starts with, how they're eating, how they're sleeping, are they pooping enough, are they peeing enough, so many concerns. Unfortunately, it never stops. During this next stage, we're worried about socialization, confidence, manners, and what we're fighting with right now is what is and what is not acceptable behaviour.
It's interesting because now that Malcolm is older some of the same fears that we had when he was a baby don't really even come into consideration when it comes to Melody, and like I've said before Tracey and Roger both agree that raising a toddler is way more challenging than a the baby ever was, well Malcolm anyway. The emotional and developmental stages are so different, so much more delicate to keep in check. We constantly walk along a tightrope made of eggshells, where any slight mis-step or movement can either send the boy into unbridled laughter or at the other end of the spectrum inconsolable frustration and despair. The maddening thing is that we just don't know what we're going to get. Right now if we can keep it to one meltdown a day we consider the day a good day. Today, was not one of those days.
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