Dear ones, the other day I had another tough afternoon with the youngest. Everything, really everything, was just wrong. He wanted to listen to music in the car on the way home from nursery, named the song that I just didn’t understand. In a panic, I asked through all the songs he usually likes, but the right one wasn’t there. What followed: crying.
At home, I unlocked the front door even though he wanted to ring the bell. The apples I cut for him were too small or too big, the beloved fire engine suddenly disappeared from the face of the earth, even though the three siblings and I turned the house upside down like crazy. Howling.
There was crying because he wasn’t allowed to go to football training on the bus with his brother, because I wouldn’t let him eat any more Mentos (he loves them), because his sister eventually got fed up with him clearing out her Playmobil and holding the door shut from the inside. There wasn’t enough foam in the bathtub, but he still didn’t want to go out later. Howling.
He didn’t like his dinner, he preferred to go out into the garden again, even though it was cold and raining – in short: the whole day was really ULTRA exhausting and the little one and I had quite a row. Fortunately, we rarely have days like that, but when they do, it’s really challenging to stay calm and end the day in a reasonably peaceful way.
„I love my mum so much“
I was all the happier when my husband came home in the evening and it was bedtime for the little one. I said: „Daddy will put you to bed tonight.“ Whereupon the little one wrapped his arms around me and said: „No, you should!“ I asked: „Why??????“ He buried his head on my shoulder and said: „Because I love my mummy so much!“ And bang, there he had me. Even though the day had sucked. But a freshly bathed two-year-old who says he loves you – you’re just powerless.
So a few minutes later, as I lay there in bed next to my little one and noticed how his breathing became calmer and calmer as he held my hand, I really thought: when I’m old and wrinkly and think about what happiness means to me, I’m going to think about this situation tonight. It may sound cheesy, but honestly, what in the world could be better than snuggling up to this warm little body while the November wind blows outside and knowing that’s all that matters.
