Why I Love My 3 Year Old

by 21stcenturymummy on October 7, 2010

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Yesterday I wasn’t feeling well and I said out loud “I feel horrible”.

To which my 3 year old replied “You’re not horrible Mummy, you’re very pretty”.

I just wanted to eat her right up!

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I Don't Love You

by 21stcenturymummy on August 4, 2010

I’m feeling very unloved.

“I don’t love you Mummy” is my beautiful 2 year old’s not so beautiful phrase of moment. It’s sometimes interspersed with a slightly less cutting “I don’t like you”. It makes me want throw myself onto the floor in a sobbing heap. I have a feeling like I’m getting a glimpse of what she’ll be like as a teenager. Help!

I don’t know why she is so fixated with saying this, I can only assume this is a normal phase for children to go through. Anyone? She actually a very sweet, good-natured little girl.

It’s hard not to take it personally and feel heart-broken, even though you know they don’t really mean it, especially if you’ve had a bad day and all you hear from them is “I don’t love you”. I’ve got a feeling it will be a thousand times worse when she is a teenager and “I hate you” or worse comes out, but she does mean it.

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Top Tips for Eating Out with Little Ones

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Following on from my recent post: Is London Really The Child-UNfriendly?, for those  mums who are terrified to take out there little ones (and I know a few), here are some easy things you can do to help make sure you can take them out so everyone has a good time and you don’t come home feeling […]

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Little Angels and Miniature Devils

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It’s a Mummy’s Life’s recent post on The Scream-y Cry-y Thing inspired me to write about on my experience of my terrible, I mean GORGEOUS two year old. I thought I’d got off lightly with the terrible twos. After speaking to people with older children/grown up children, I was dreading this particular period of my […]

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