When you are mom to a toddler you realise that bad communication (their inability) makes life rather tenuious. i don't actually know what he wants when he does that! I want desperately to say I am but a mummy, not a mind reader. That would be somewhat untrue. Being a mummy I know my son has certain things he has to have to keep him in peaceful space (that space is not devoid of naughtiness mind you.) It is simple, feed him before he's ravenous, offer him something to drink all the time and make sure he is well rested. Luckily my child is not easily bored, so I don't have to worry about that one. I do wish he could communicate though, because when he starts screaching my ability to function goes out the window. My brain comes to a standstill until the high pitched wailing of the little guy gets it going again. Then we spend time trying to figure out what it is he wants. It is super difficult at this point...
living life intentionally