Sometimes I Forget That She’s Only 2…
She’s tall…and I mean she’d be considered tall if she were three and a half, not the two and a half she is.
She’s determined and
She’s sooo incredibly independent.
And so I forget.
I forget she’s still only a baby,
that she doesn’t know how to manage her emotions,
She doesn’t know how to control herself,
let alone understand herself.
Sometimes I think she must know
what she needs
what she wants
how she wants it
when she needs it.
She must! Surely she’s 5, 7 or something!
She needs her Mummy.
She needs me to remember that I know
I need to remember too.