When will I ever learn that my two kids are completely different people? That other kids, other people are all different from one another. It’s a daily reality check.
I’ve been having a tough time lately–Almost worrying, about my son and his development.
He turns 3 tomorrow. He’s a cheery, smart, sweet little boy. But he’s not like his sister was at this age.
Please excuse me while I go down the rabbit hole I know I shouldn’t: She was completely potty trained for almost a year, a big sister for three months, and holding full conversations with everyone.
Big T knows a lot of words but can’t necessarily keep a conversation. He’s afraid to poop in the potty, and has a hard time getting himself dressed.
Part of me wonders if he’s behind. Something I’ve never felt myself wondering about my daughter. But a quick google search assures me he’s totally normal and on schedule.
I was working full-time when Lil’ J was younger, so she definitely had more exposure to many people talking to her all day, versus just me or my husband most of the time. On the other hand, he’s way ahead of where she was when it comes to recognizing letters. He can name all of his letters and numbers, colors and three dimensional shapes.
Sometimes I wonder if it’s because I baby him. When he reaches up to me and yells “hold you!” I don’t always correct him, because it’s cute. And I know he won’t speak this way forever. I chase him around to get him dressed instead of asking him to do it himself.
Other than that I treat them the same. I try be fair, play and read to both of them. Most of all I shower them both with so much love and kisses.
Everyone has strengths and weaknesses. We all have different talents and interests. I just have to remember the same go for my two children who are so very different.