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A wife or partner trying to keep your house free from the never-ending mountains of washing, somehow keeping the fridge stocked with food, and the house as clean as possible. And you also have a career, where you need to juggle all the competing demands that everyone else faces on a daily basis.
This is why she is such an terror. She knows exactly what is going on, but will only do what she wants to do when she wants to do it. She is capable of using the potty and recognising when she needs to go - sometimes, she is just an arse about it.
I've looked up a few definitions of what a toddler is on Google today. Some people suggest it's when they turn one, another website suggested between 2-3 years old, a very common opinion is when they start walking unaided, and my favourite suggestion so far is that your kid only becomes a fully fledged toddler once they start stealing your car keys.
Teens and adults can get bogged down with 'silent life suckers' you know, the things that tell you, how you should be, think, feel . What is and isn't 'in' or acceptable, unattainable images constantly in your face. All these 'silent life suckers' can and do start to create doubt, low self-esteem, lack of confidence and in some cases anxiety.
When we wake up you fill our bellies with organic cereal and fresh berries,  full of goodness. You sit there and drink coffee and grab a biscuit. You need to have goodness and be healthy too mummy.
So my daughter has been mad about dollies since she turned one (she's now two-and-a-half). She likes to look after them, to change their nappies, to feed them (mainly a diet of cake and chocolate - but it's plastic/wooden food so, hey, that's ok!), to put them to bed (in cardboard boxes covered by a blanket!)...
Before I went, I had a post in mind about travelling with two small children. It was going to be something wise and profound which would have people nodding sagely and thinking 'I learned something today'. Obviously I got more than I bargained for and so, much like the plane on the return journey, my foray into travel blogging didn't quite take off as intended.
It's always a huge relief when a friend with a similar-aged child visits and the two of them tantrum together, as I realise that it's totally normal. It's their own, unique way of communicating with us. But it really does tire me out some days.
Many people keep asking me how I managed to get them to sleep through the night at such a young age, so I thought I should share some of my tried and tested tips. Here they are:
In a pre-child life, if someone were to ask me what I got up to at the weekend and I replied that I went swimming and to the supermarket all in one day, the person asking might look at me as if to say 'and...?'. With children, doing two different things in 24 hour period is something to be proud of. Medal-winning territory.