Mamas, this is just an odd little story I wanted to share. DD just turned two. She's been pretty intense lately, lots of sleep disruptions and challenging (normal) behavior. She's potty learning, doing magnificently with it at school (she goes to a Montessori toddler program full time, as I WOH FT), less so at home. She's still nursing. Waking a lot at night, and frequently with giant tantrums. She is highly verbal, complete sentences, many-syllable words, etc.
That's all just background. Yesterday she was apparently pretty traumatized by the earthquake (we're in VA, 34 miles from the epicenter); her teacher said she was crying and shaking and they almost called me to come get her, but managed to comfort her (I do wish they had called .
Cut to last night. 20 minutes after I lay down to sleep, she woke up. We did not sleep again for 3 hours. Lots of the usual stuff, demands for food, potty, dolls, etc, which I negotiated as best I could. But also, she was clinging to me kind of crazily - wanted to be standing or sitting ON me, but not necessarily be held by me. She did not want to nurse during any of this.
At some point, I was lying down and she had sat herself down on my pelvis, with her feet tucked up on my legs, and was just sitting there. She would freak out if I moved or tried to adjust her or set her on the bed alongside me. She was nodding and sleepy, but wouldn't fall asleep. She put her hand to her belly button, which we've talked about as the place where the umbilical cord used to be, and said, " 'bilical cord?" And I said something like, yes, that's where your umbilical cord used to be, attached to mama inside her belly. And she said, like she was about to cry, "Need a new one!".
So I said, Well, after you're born, the umbilical cord is all done, but then you get lots of hugs and kisses and nursing and love from mama. And she said "Again." And I restated that exact same thing again. And she asked me to repeat it like 6 more times.
Clearly she is sorting through some major developmental stuff - the language explosion, potty learning, etc. It's like she's trying to work out how much of a baby she still is or still wants to be, or regrets not being anymore. I could weep. And do, since I am more sleep deprived right now than when she was a newborn.
And the earthquake was the icing on the cake.
Thanks for reading. If you have similar experiences with your little ones wrestling with change - as I'm sure you do - I'd love to hear them.