Ah yes. The terrible 12-18 mos. There is no such thing as the terrible twos. There is 12-18 mos that always make me wonder why I wanted kids in the first place and then the terrible threes that frequently have me wanting to sell my children to the gypsies, but I actually enjoyed two year olds.
I think it is a travesty that along with everything else Mari and I had to content with (rejection, grief, attachment issues, a language barrier, and Daddy "abondoning" her just as she started bonding) she had to come to me on the cusp of the terrible threes. Poor kid.
Sick as it is, this conversation is giving me baby lust. I think it is just ovulation though. I'll get over it in about a week. I usually do. :P
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Date: 2007-02-22 05:53 pm (UTC)I think it is a travesty that along with everything else Mari and I had to content with (rejection, grief, attachment issues, a language barrier, and Daddy "abondoning" her just as she started bonding) she had to come to me on the cusp of the terrible threes. Poor kid.
Sick as it is, this conversation is giving me baby lust. I think it is just ovulation though. I'll get over it in about a week. I usually do. :P