When Does Parenting Get Easier?

This post is going to be about parenting solely from my perspective. Some parents find the whole journey a breeze, while others struggle for many years and some only find aspects of parenting difficult. Every parent is different just as every child is, that’s why the world is such an interesting and controversial place and God love our kids, they bring a whole new view of life don’t they. A little weird and a lot messy, but their view of life is so innocent and amazing.


When does parenting get easier?

I will start from the beginning of my parenting journey and take you through to the point we are at now. It won’t be a book-worthy post and this may not be as sarcastic or giggly as many of my other posts, but I hope you’ll stick with it and relate. You might cry, you might laugh, who knows (‘cus I’ve not finished writing it yet).

So, from the beginning, the day I gave birth to our first child, our beautiful and a little gunky son, myself and Mr Firstooth burst into tears. The first moment you meet your first child is something you can never recreate, I feel terrible for saying this because our gorgeous daughter, the sequel to our son, melted my heart just as much, but with our first child it was all so amazing, all so new. That moment we officially became parents was indescribable, it didn’t feel real I couldn’t believe that this little human was our responisibility, our lives changed at that very moment.

Bringing our son home was so special, but I couldn’t help but cry, all the time. I got upset thinking that each minute he was getting older and I just wanted him to stay tiny and cute forever. I kept thinking about Mr Firstooth going back to work and wondered how I’d cope with it all. It couldn’t be that hard right? Even with my wingman with me, I still found it hard, but babies don’t do much, I could watch Made in Chelsea while he slept couldn’t I? I could catch up with friends, babies are fairly portable.

Only, that wasn’t my reality. I did cry a lot and I dreaded my support system going back to work, but I didn’t see much of my friends, I did have TV on in the background but I couldn’t hear it because my son cried all the time. I kept thinking ‘what the hell is this about’, why did he cry all the time? All day err’ day.

‘Babies cry’ was a general response of most people, ‘that’s what babies do’, I did kind of expect that but come on, he woke four or five times a night and during the day he’d burst into tears without any warning and comforting him became increasingly difficult. White-noise, cuddles, baby-wearing, milk, sleep, car drives, crying along side him, I just couldn’t find the winning trick. Because I was an awful mum, that was my only reason for this. I had no idea what I was doing, I didn’t read enough parenting books, I was too selfish, too emotional, just not cut out for this.

(Baby-wearing always makes me laugh, “what are you wearing tonight”, “probably jeans, a shirt and my baby”)

Parenting through baby-hood was incredibly hard. You’ve probably read before that I used to call my mum and Mr Firstooth in complete hysterics because I couldn’t calm my little angel down, he was dieing was my only rationale to it all. No-one cries with this much passion and this often, unless they’re dieing. Something that I haven’t written about was the time I called the doctors because of this reason. I will share the conversation (or what I can remember of it) I was a little irrational, but who cares;

“Hello surgery, how can I help”

“My baby won’t stop crying, I think he’s dieing”

“Would you like me to make an appointment for him to see a doctor?”

“It’ll have to be a home visit or telephone consultation, he won’t stop crying. I don’t know if i should go to the hospital?”

“We can’t do that but I can make an emergency appointment here?”

“Ok, I’ll have to bring him, I really think there’s something serious wrong”

That was pretty much the conversation, I feel so silly that my reason for making the appointment was because my baby was crying. That’s what babies do ‘duh’. The woman, as lovely as she was, probably rolled here eyes once she’d put the phone down. And I’ll give you one guess as to what happened when we were at the doctors… While I was creating a pool of tears around my feet, speaking in a croaky weird voice, my darling little boy was smiling, giggling and incredibly content.

That was the first time I realised my son would make me go a little bit crazy. Imagine what happened when we expanded our family to two children, I’m one tantrum away from being wheeled away in a white jacket.

The reason for this crying, was reflux. The moment we had a reason as to why out son was so distressed everything felt easier, there were ways I could make him happy and comfortable during the day and eventually he grew out of it. Those few months of random tearful outbursts, waking almost on the hour every hour and the worries that comes generally as a new mum (like when they don’t finish their 5 ounces bottle and their same aged friend drinks twice as much), was hell as I never knew it, let me tell you!

Parenting still wasn’t easier then…

The thing with babies is that they learn milestones, these new skills are brilliant to watch and encourage. They make us mums speak to our tiny babes in a high-pitched baby voice “well done wittle baby, look at you ickle pickle poo, crawly wawly to your toysie woysie”. (I stare at other mums with a scrunched face when I see them do it, but I still do it now to my toddlers. Even in public, sometimes I think ‘shut up Lizzie for God-sake you sound ridiculous’, but I can’t stop, I do it to other peoples’ children too. Your child might be next. It’s like we can’t really hear how silly we sound when we talk like this, we’re so engrossed in talking to our children, there’s nothing wrong with that. I just hope they don’t grow up talking like it, imagine that.)

The milestones mean they want to practice their new skills all the time, in the middle of the night, on long car journeys, in the push-chair, during their visit to the health-visitor and they will protest loudly all the while they aren’t sitting/crawling/standing/walking. But it’s just not practical to do this all the time kids, I’m sorry about that. Unfortunately for me, it put me off going out because I was nervous as to how my child would be in public. Would he scream until I got him out of the stroller or car-seat? Yes. Yes he would.

(I had a very, I want to say pushy, but we’ll say ‘encouraging’ instead, friend. She ‘encouraged’ me to go out regularly with her and her son, at first I wasn’t sure why she kept dragging me out, it was hard for me didn’t she know? But I soon realised why she was close to arranging my week ahead for outings, because she was a great friend. She knew the benefit of going out and just getting on with things, tears ‘n’ all and she wanted to show me that it’d be fine and if it wasn’t, she was there to help. That’s the sort of friend you need when you’re a mum, I’m lucky I have a little group of wonderful friends, who just ‘get it’.)

With my friends’ best efforts one thing she couldn’t make easier was the process of going out. Buggies/strollers, bags, nappies, blankets, bottles and a change of clothes for my son who would projectile vomit most of his feeds – over everything within vomiting reach. What was with all this sh*t, why so much stuff? If I nipped out for a few hours I’d pack 10 nappies and 2 packs of wipes ‘just in case’. That’s the thing with a First Time Mum, we prepare for the ‘just in case’ at every event. It’s handy, you know, just in case they do need new clothes, an extra blanket or sh*t themselves out of 9 nappies (don’t worry because you brought 10), but it’s really unnecessary. Don’t tell a new mum this though, we get quite offended. Eventually we learn what’s really important (1 nappy, half a pack of wipes and a bottle – milk/water/wine).

I used to dread the idea of going out, the tired and lazy mum in me used to think staying home would be easier. Setting up my buggy/car-seat combo was a workout and would only be constructed with a lot of swearing alongside a baby crying.

I enjoyed going out with my precious boy, but it all felt so hard. If we would visit the zoo he’d choose the point furthest away from the exit to have a baby meltdown, he never wanted to sleep in his buggy, you see. I’d look a little insane racing back to the entrance with tears streaming down my face as my son wailed the entire journey.

(Bear in mind that I fell pregnant with our second while my son was around 4 or 5 months old, so I was just a mess. Call me crazy, but we like a challenge)

I found the entire baby years tough. I wondered regularly if it would ever get easier, was I the only one who just didn’t fare well with this adorable tiny baby? If I ever mumbled lightly about the difficulties of having a baby, I would be met with “wait until you have a toddler”. Thanks. That’s just the encouragement and hope that I needed ‘if you find it tough now, it’s only going to get worse’. I used to sit in the evenings and think that it’s only going to get harder.

(Don’t get me wrong, I love my children more than I could describe, they’re amazing and we’re so blessed to be their parents, I knew this even then, but it didn’t make raising a baby any easier. It was probably because I just wanted to be the best for them, I’m a perfectionist and I just wasn’t living up to this ideal of a mother I had in my mind, or the Perfect Mother social media likes to depict.)

Only, to those people who said it’ll get worse when they’re toddlers…

The whole baby year wasn’t easy. Up until maybe 18 months? A genuine question, was it easier at 18 months? I feel like my son was easier but we then had our beautiful daughter who was going through the motions above. Add that to a toddler who occasionally freaks out because the right TV show wasn’t on (but he’s not quite able to communicate why he’s melting down during dinner) and life felt like we should be in a comedy show, so someone could get some laughs out of our insanity.

Once my son hit 18 months, we could have ditched our stroller/buggy, but instead we needed it for our new little babe. The usual buggy battles continued. It seemed a little easier the second time around, but every outing took twice as long, was a little more risky ‘will they cry?’, why ask? Of course they will! I forced myself to go out daily though, we went to a playgroup every single day. The alternative just wasn’t good for mine or my childrens’ sanity. I used to be glad that every morning was catered for, we had something to get up for, a purpose to our day and when we got home we’d have a spot of lunch and it was straight to bed for both of the kids. WIN. Well it would have been a win if there wasn’t dinner to prepare, washing to do and crap to clean up. It was a welcomed break nonetheless.

Then we moved into our new family home, which had that third bedroom we needed a lot sooner than expected. Gradually, motherhood started getting easier and easier as the weeks went on. Our daughter was an incredibly easy baby, she rarely cried, slept like a dream early on and was as content as you could imagine. But is a bloody challenging toddler. Both children have grown into the opposites of eachother, my son was a challenging baby and is a breeze during his toddler years. He still treats us to regular tantrums, the occasional dump – not in the potty and regular destruction to our home and everyone elses, but as a toddler, I’d say he’s easy.

They’re both a joy to be around and it’s only now that I feel parenting is easier. Easier than I ever thought it could be. I wish I could freeze their ages and continue to enjoy our lives as they are. If you’re wondering why it’s easier I’ll try to break it down…

My son talks to me, sounds simple but when he can explain why he’s upset, what he wants to do or what he wants to eat I want to rejoice and shout “YES, THAT’S WHY YOU’RE UPSET”, then try to solve it for him. My daughter can’t talk full sentences but she says what she want like; ‘doose’ (juice), ‘mord’ (milk) and the usual ‘sleep’, ‘my toy’ etc. You can let go of a huge exhale when you know how to please your children, communication makes a huge difference in how easy you find parenting.

We don’t need a buggy or stroller. I take it sometimes purely to hold all the crap I still seem to cart around, but we don’t need it. If you’re happy to go out for the day and walk at their pace (so, so slow), you suddenly drop the burden of the buggy. I’m more than happy to walk at their pace, no-one whinges about being in the buggy and they get to enjoy the day, do what they want to do. That was the point of our outing in the first place wasn’t it?

I know I said I still take lots of ‘stuff’ out with us, this is actually just a lunch, a water bottle and wipes. I sometimes don’t even take a nappy for the small one. I throw this into a bag and leave, we just leave. We don’t leave as quickly as we like because sure enough my girl will fill her nappy, my son will need another wee, someone will take their shoes and socks off, again and one will always empty a cereal packet onto the floor. I may clean it up, I may not. If I ever nip to the supermarket I take nothing. That’s right NOTHING. It’s so liberating to have toddlers.

These ages are fun, they’re so easy to entertain. Take them to the beach for the day and you’re the best mum ever. A trip to the supermarket – best mum ever. A walk to the park – you’re the best. The simplest of things keeps them happy and occupied, the most important thing you can give them at this age is input. As long as they have someone with them encouraging their enjoyment of the great outdoors, they’ll take care of the rest.

We went to the beach last week, very last minute and for three hours we just walked along the shore, picked up shells and stones and watched the waves (the tide was out, so we watched from afar). This was the moment really that prompted this post, the moment I realised we’d ‘made it’, to that content period of parenting, where it all doesn’t seem so tough. I watched their enjoyment of life and I had butterflies at how happy they were, I nearly shed a tear at just how wonderful they are and how much I appreciate this age and how lucky I am to be a mum. To be their mum.

It really doesn’t take much to please a child, just love and input.

Of course having two toddlers is challenging, they’re learning all sorts of things which are alien to them and this is frustrating for everyone involved. They can be incredibly whingey and tantrums are awful, the worst. But I’d much rather parent a toddler than a baby, I just find it easier. Their appreciation for me and for everything we do for them is growing with time. It makes a trip to the zoo more worthwhile when they’re so overwhelmingly happy there, even if there are tears and tantrums, it isn’t as taxing.

So, if you’re finding having a baby hard, maybe you’ll find toddlerhood much easier, if anything you’ll find them freakin’ hilarious!  But maybe you’ve had the opposite experience? Maybe you had a dream baby and once the toddler years hit, they hit like a bus. But again, they’re funny aren’t they? Focus on that.

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That face makes it all worthwhile…

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  1. April 9, 2016 / 9:22 am

    I am looking forward to my daughter talking, but I don’t want to wish her life away. It’love hopefully be easier when she can tell me what she wants! (But then again who knows?!)

    • firstooth
      April 9, 2016 / 9:46 am

      You just never know what you’re dealt with. Our kids are so unique and special, their personalities vary so much. I hate the idea of my angels growing up but the ages that they’ve grown to are just perfect x

  2. April 9, 2016 / 9:45 am

    I love your honesty! It#s going to be challenging but I can’t wait for my parenting journey to begin! x

    • firstooth
      April 9, 2016 / 9:46 am

      It’s definitely a fantastic journey to be on x

  3. April 9, 2016 / 9:47 am

    This was so lovely to read! I’m not a parent at the moment but this was so lovely! Congrats on finally getting to toddler stage! X

    • firstooth
      April 9, 2016 / 9:48 am

      Oh thank you!! I hope when you are a parent (if you choose to be) that it’ll be a perfect age from baby onwards. But either way it’s all pretty special (just not always easy ) x

  4. April 9, 2016 / 9:57 pm

    Oh, this is good to read! I found the baby years SO hard with NG, who is now two and three quarters and a breeze, because she had colic until she was 13 weeks. But NC, who is now 7 months old, was even harder as a very small baby. Basically, EXACTLY what happened to you … cried all the time and it was reflux. I cried a lot too, mainly because I hated that the toddler was around and so had to be affected by it, right? God, it was hell. But we emerged into the spring about a month ago, and the reflux has (dare I say it?) stopped. And now, although he is by no means a toddler (HOW did you cope getting pregnant again so early?!) it is just so much easier. And now I really, REALLY can’t wait to ditch the buggy. God, that will be liberating! #KCACOLS

    • firstooth
      April 10, 2016 / 8:18 am

      Thank goodness your baby had grown out of reflux it’s bloody awful isn’t it.

    • firstooth
      April 10, 2016 / 8:21 am

      I hit send before I’d finished typing… must be the sleepless night we’ve just had! It’s definitely hard to have a toddler around a baby, they understand so little bless them and don’t understand why mummy keeps screaming into the fridge. But it really does get easier as they grow (for us at least). When we both ditch our buggers we can Hugh five the moment!! X

  5. April 9, 2016 / 9:58 pm

    Marianna is definitely more like your daughter – she was such a good baby, but she’s becoming a nightmare toddler… She’ll have a tantrum over anything! Hopefully it will ease up again soon! x

    Thanks so much for linking up at #KCACOLS. Hope you come back again next Sunday

    • firstooth
      April 10, 2016 / 8:22 am

      It comes as a huge surprise after being a literally perfect baby doesn’t it. I like to think she’s just taking after me in her demanding ways. Maybe it’s a girl thing? X

  6. April 9, 2016 / 10:36 pm

    I am not sure that parenting ever gets easier, the challenges just change. If it makes you feel any better, my friend who is a GP said that she went to the GP surgery twice as much as any other mother when her daughter was born. Her daughter wasn’t ill, she was just worried about every little thing. It is perfectly normal. #KCACOLS

  7. April 9, 2016 / 11:22 pm

    My son is autistic so communicating is hard for him, but he is learning new ways to ask for what he wants, so we are getting there! x #KCACOLS

    • firstooth
      April 10, 2016 / 8:24 am

      Oh bless every milestone he takes will be a huge achievement and as long as you know what he means that’s all that matters. My son did take a while to tell me what he wanted but I had to learn from his strange words and actions what he meant. Much easier when you know! X

  8. April 10, 2016 / 6:59 am

    Absolutely brilliant post. I always love your writing and I love the honesty of this post. I can identify with so much of it. Thank you for sharing xx #KCACOLS

    • firstooth
      April 10, 2016 / 8:27 am

      Thank you so much xx

  9. April 10, 2016 / 8:12 am

    When Mini R was little I used to think “I wish he could play more.”, “I wish he could talk/walk/insert other milestone here” now he can do those things and I love it because I do find it easier however the tantrums I don’t find easy and making the decisions that will shape him like “do I give in and give him shreddies when he’s kicking off or stick to my guns?” parenting is always going to be full of challenges isn’t it but like you say.. They’re funny aren’t they. ☺️ #KCACOLS

    • firstooth
      April 10, 2016 / 8:30 am

      I used to worry about how to entertain a baby. There’s only so many nursery rhymes you can sing. You’re right tantrums are the worst! You just need to trust your instincts to know when to give in or stick to your guns. I tend to give in in public… x

  10. April 10, 2016 / 8:54 am

    So far I’ve found the toddler years harder than the baby years – probably because they’re mobile! #KCACOLS

  11. April 10, 2016 / 9:22 am

    I love that photo at the end, just too funny! You’re right they have some hilariously funny moments, both in humour and that shock and amaze me. In honesty, I don’t think parenting will ever be easy but like our kids we have phases. We worry about being a new parent and their needs as a baby, we worry about milestones and development through toddler and childhood, we worry about socialisation and progress at school and then they hit puberty and become teenagers and then we worry some more because teenagers go through some hard stuff and it’s hard to explain those emotions, and then they move away and we worry, they are heartbroken, we worry and then they go and have kids and we worry but not so much because finally when that day comes will your kids understanding exactly what all the fuss was about!

    Does that make any sense? 😀 #kcacols

  12. April 10, 2016 / 9:45 am

    Thanks for sharing this, totally hit the nail on the head. my daughter will be 2 next week and the toddler times are so hard, like so hard. she was such a good baby but now shes so winey and the tantrums are too funny! I try not to let it get to me and see the funny side of it all, 4 months ago i wouldnt have said that but it does get easier and we get better as parents! #KCOCOLS

  13. April 10, 2016 / 11:50 am

    I think that what I have learned is that the challenges just change. Each stage can have its ups and its downs! I hope that as time has gone on, I have learned from some mistakes and become a better parent.Lovely honest post. Enjoy the stages as time seems to fly by! 🙂 #KCACOLS

  14. April 10, 2016 / 2:03 pm

    Dot’s just reached the toddler tantrum stage! We never had it with Mikey, but we’ve been treated this time!
    Luckily, she’s learning new words every day, and I agree with you, it’s such a relief when you they can tell you what’s wrong and can put it right!

    Laura xx

  15. April 10, 2016 / 3:14 pm

    A fantastic piece of writing. we have just started out on our parenting journey, my baby girl is nearly 9 weeks old. after two weeks my husband went back to work and because of his commute he is out of the house 12 hours a day. I also had a c-section and so couldnt drive for 6 weeks. These weeks were the toughest as my friends and family live about half hour away by car so I did feel really lonely. I felt so much better now I can drive. I take about 8 nappies around with me everywhere, so I can relate with that bit! xx


  16. April 10, 2016 / 7:11 pm

    Motherhood is overwhelming and difficult no matter what age the child is. You just learn to cope better the more practice you have. You are doing a great job I’m sure #KCACOLS

  17. April 10, 2016 / 8:16 pm

    Sounds like you’ve been on a rollercoaster! My folks have enjoyed every stage, apart from the first 5 weeks where they had no idea what they were doing! Now my mummy is savouring every minute before I grow up to soon. Enjoy the moments xx #KCACOLS

  18. Allyson Greene
    April 11, 2016 / 6:55 am

    The baby year isn’t easy. It has its moments, tons of them, but it can be hard. The toddler years are a hoot, but they are stressful too. Our daughter is 5 and most days I am really enjoying this age. Our son is 15, let me tell you the teen years might be more stressful than the baby years! Good luck, with your great attitude you will make it! #KCACOLS

  19. April 11, 2016 / 8:08 am

    This totally sums up my experience. I found the baby time really really hard. My little boy would cry all the time, and hardly slept. I remember various people (strangers and even family members) would tell me ‘Oh, it just gets harder you know’ and I’d just think – ‘How???! There is no way I can do this’ and I’d go home and cry.

    But then from 6 months it did start to get easier. And a little bit easier with every month. The more interaction there is I think the easier I’ve found it. My son has just turned two, and although I find the toddler tantrums difficult, at least I understand why they’re happening, which makes them far easier to deal with than the relentless newborn crying. And I’ve had a bit more sleep these days too which always helps!

    Thanks for sharing this – I know I would have found it really helpful as a new mum. #bigpinklink

  20. April 11, 2016 / 8:10 am

    great post! it is bloody hard and nothing or no one can prepare you. I find when one thing figures itself out, something else crops up! #bigpinklink

  21. yvette morgan
    April 11, 2016 / 8:20 am

    reading the call to the doctor made me lol.. in answer to the question, it never gets easier x #bigpinklink

  22. April 11, 2016 / 8:20 am

    This gives me hope! My daughter (now 10 months) has been a very challenging baby. I’m finding it especially hard now that she’s starting to walk so wants to be active all the time, but she’s too young for most games/kid’s activities. I was thinking it might get easier when she’s a bit older and can play properly – fingers crossed! #MarvMondays

  23. April 11, 2016 / 9:57 am

    It is SO much easier once they can they can tell you why they are crying. I can have full on conversations with my boy now and if he is having a tantrum I can (usually) talk him down. Saying that though I did find having a baby easier, Leo didn’t cry much unless he was hungry or tired so I was very lucky. Once he started having tantrums and enjoyed being awake too much to go to bed at night that’s when I found things getting really challenging. Things are good most of the time though, I definitely know that happy/butterfly feeling you were talking about when you see your kids enjoying life. So glad to hear things are easier for you now and you feel happier. P.S I am sure you’re not the only one to phone the doctors in a state when your baby won’t stop crying.xx #bigpinklink

  24. April 11, 2016 / 10:06 am

    I love this! It’s really interesting as most people seem to say the opposite so it’s refreshing to read a different perspective. I know exactly what you mean about hating walking about when your baby is crying in the pram; my son does that sometimes and I get so worked up and flustered! For a few weeks after one particularly long crying jag on a walk home on a rainy day (so I couldn’t really get him out of the pram without him getting wet) I wouldn’t take the buggy out, I wore him in the sling everywhere! I like the sling but it’s not always the most practical as if I am sat in a coffeeshop I have nowhere to put anything and have to hold the baby even if he falls asleep. So I definitely get that. And I still carry everything & the kitchen sink out with me, my parents are both the ‘prepare for anything’ types so I think it’s in my genes. You sound like an amazing mum, and you are definitely rocking the toddler years! I might be desperately asking you for advice in a year or two haha. #bigpinklink

  25. April 11, 2016 / 10:47 am

    Parenting is a funny old business and no manual in the world will prepare you for the real life experiences. sounds like you have come through the worst. I would say things really do get easier from around 2. #MarvMondays

  26. April 11, 2016 / 11:51 am

    I fully agree with you. Having had two babies 17 months apart, I found the first 1.5 years the hardest of having two so close together. the thought of just having to leave the house with them made me break out in a sweat and have a minor panick attack. But it does get easier. they are 5 and 3.5 now and they are best buds. They play together and life has become so much easier in comparison.

  27. April 11, 2016 / 1:02 pm

    Aaah, this is so sweet and wonderfully honest… I’m so sorry about your first baby, I can’t even imagine what it’s like when your baby cries non stop. I felt really sad reading the transcript of the phone call you made to the dr about it, because I was just the same-full of worry and anxiety, overtired and unable to think properly, and often phoned the dr convinced that death was imminent. My first was only happy when being held, for the first 6 months. He screamed like he was being tortured if we put him down. But he was content, quiet and happy being held, so he just sat on my lap during play dates, trips out etc, which made it quite easy for me. He is an occasional terrible toddler, but our second baby is a horrific toddler…! We often have those moments of clarity, like you did at the beach, where we think we’ve made it, but we don’t have them very often at the moment! I tell myself it will never get easier, and just try to pick as many positive memories out of the challenging stuff as possible!!!
    Great post, so lovely to hear your reflections of the good and the bad! Thanks for sharing with #bigpinklink.

  28. April 11, 2016 / 2:06 pm

    Really interesting post this. For me personally, I found parenting got easier once we hit the 13 month mark but nothing could prepare me for just how tough the 2’s are. Terrible? At times yes…I do see how Terrible Two’s is a thing. I doth my cap to any parents who have 2 under 2 or 3. Absolutely incredible. #bigpinklink

  29. April 11, 2016 / 3:34 pm

    I was one of those lucky ones who had easy babies – the flip side is I have a preschooler who is still hardwork – tantrums, kicking, punching, he wakes every morning with an air-raid siren type scream. In all honesty its hellish (the other one is still a baby and very well behaved) but I know that eventually it has to improve! #bigpinklink

  30. April 11, 2016 / 4:45 pm

    oh goodness yes I remember those years well!:) mine are 7 and 10 now and I face all sorts of different challenges to make me have frequent meltdowns around being a mum! Its all wonderful though (some of the time;)

    mainy – myrealfairy


  31. April 12, 2016 / 9:03 pm

    I have two girls aged 5 and 10 years old. Being honest i am finding it more difficult as they grow up but maybe that’s just me. My nearly 11 year old’s behaviour is changing and i don’t like it. Rules and boundaries are being stretched daily! #KCACOLS

  32. Mommy's Little Princesses
    April 13, 2016 / 11:44 am

    Such an honest and open post, well done hon! Yes this parenting malarkey sure has its ups and downs. And lets not forget about the challenges we face too. My parenting journey with both girls started off smoothly but when they hit around six months it got very challenging, and still to this day we are tackling new situations which is normal I guess and all apart of being a parent. I’m so glad to hear that things are so much better for you now.xx #KCACOLS

    • firstooth
      April 18, 2016 / 6:43 am

      Thank you. Every stage is challenging in different ways and there’s definitely always a situation to tackle I think it’s just finding your niche age where the challenges just don’t seem as challenging. Don’t get me wrong, tantrums and strops makes me want to throw something at a wall but so far their ages aren’t as tough as I thought xx

  33. Nige
    April 13, 2016 / 4:52 pm

    Not sure it ever gets easier different ages different set of problems brilliant honest post #bestandworst

    • firstooth
      April 18, 2016 / 6:43 am

      Thank you!

  34. Fern
    April 15, 2016 / 5:23 am

    This is a really honest, heartfelt post, its hard isn’t it? We just need to muddle through best we can.


    • firstooth
      April 18, 2016 / 6:47 am

      Thank you, it’s hard to find our parenting groove

  35. April 15, 2016 / 3:47 pm

    Becoming a mum was a total shock to me. I thought I could watch TV while baby sleeps and meet my friends but yeah it doesn’t work like that. Ha! Thanks for linking up to #HappyDaysLinky x

  36. April 15, 2016 / 7:55 pm

    When I saw the doctor for LJ’s 8 week check she told me ‘all babies cry’ I honestly wanted to punch her in the face. There is crying and then there is crying, you know? We had battles with reflux too so I know where you have been on that one. Thanks for sharing in #HappyDaysLinky x

  37. April 15, 2016 / 7:56 pm

    Hmmm does it get easier? I don’t know if it gets easier as such but I learn by mistakes which makes the problems easier to avoid? Ha. I do think that come 18 months it becomes a little more manageable and at the age of nearly 4 even though my son is strong willed it’s nice that he kind of gets what we are telling him! Whether he listens or not is another question! Thanks for linking up #bestandworst

  38. April 15, 2016 / 10:31 pm

    Yes, I think it varies so much, doesn’t it? Some people find certain ages easier than others, some kids are easier at certain ages, it just depends. My eldest had reflux & used to vomit every feed too – I used to carry so many muslins everywhere! I agree – toddlers are hilarious. Yes, two can be a bit challenging, but then mine are such good friends & so funny together too.
    Thanks so much for linking up at #KCACOLS. Hope you come back again next Sunday.

  39. April 16, 2016 / 7:25 pm

    Aw, I could empathise with so much of this! My first was a refluxing baby who just wouldn’t nap and I found it all so hard. I remember avoiding going out in case he was going to spit up everywhere! Plus I didn’t really have any mummy friends at that point as we’d moved abroad just before I got pregnant! Thank goodness for friends like your mummy friend though, I think that’s what we all need as a first timer! Our son has just got easier and easier though and at 3 is (mostly!) a delight. I was worried our second would be the same and didn’t think I could cope with two – but she’s the opposite, so calm and chilled and already sleeping through the night! I hope this doesn’t mean she’ll be nightmare toddler – ha ha!
    They are all so different aren’t they and we just have to embrace it all treat them all as individuals. What works for one, might not for another. So glad that you are enjoying the toddler years with yours and happy to find your blog. x

  40. April 17, 2016 / 1:21 am

    Oh I have to agree, the toddler years are the absolute best. I am really loving getting to know our little lady and her character in a whole different way. Its amazing to watch and I have often had moments like you had on the beach where I’ve realised just how fulfilling it all is right now. I have to say though that I did enjoy the baby days too, although in a different way. I think I was just constantly amazed at watching our little one grow and reach all of her milestones, though I have to agree, toddlers are much easier and more interesting, although perhaps not quite as cute and potable! Loved reading this post so thanks for linking it up to #MarvMondays. Emily

  41. April 18, 2016 / 7:42 am

    Thanks so much for such an honest, awesome post. Parenting is so, so much harder than I ever could have imagined but it is marginally easier now my son is nearly three and so funny. Tantrums are aplenty but, like you say, at least we can have a conversation now. Thanks for sharing x #bestandworst

  42. April 28, 2016 / 10:22 pm

    Reflux is terrible, my daughter and eldest son both suffered terribly with this so I know how hard it can be. Parenting I think it one of those ever-evolving things, just when you think you’ve got it sussed, it throws you a curve ball. I seem to be getting a LOT of curve balls at the minute . . .

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