It’s exactly what I prayed for

Just a couple of quick thoughts tonight.

There has been a LOT of sass in our home lately. I am the parent of two very strong-willed, mouthy little girls.

Did you read that correctly? I said two.

Scarlett has been saying ALL THE THINGS lately, and I am over the moon. She’s slowly putting together little 2-4 word sentences, and more often than not, those sentences are dripping with snootiness.

“Go away, Mama”, she said today.

“Move it, please”.

“I don’t want toodles (noodles)”.

“Give it back”, while screaming and letting her little fists fly.

“Gone”, as she runs away.

There are times where I occasionally miss my sweet, silent baby, because nowadays, I get a lot of backtalk. “No”, is probably Scarlett’s favorite word. Full transparency, there have been times where it has frustrated me. I have never wanted to hear “Mama” from a child so badly in my life–yet, I find myself frustrated by the same word as she repeats it incessantly while crying at my leg.

In moments like that where I’m finding myself frustrated by her newfound ability to vocalize all the things, it’s so easy for me to forget that this is exactly what I prayed for. I prayed that she would be able to tell me what she wants and doesn’t want. I prayed that she would be able to communicate if she was in pain or scared. I prayed that she would be able to tell me that she loved me.

While she still can’t communicate these things perfectly, she’s light years beyond where she was six months ago–and I am so incredibly thankful for that fact. I am thankful for the incredible answers to the prayers I have prayed over the year and a half.

Now I just need to find a way to increase my patience without actually praying for it, because I’m pretty sure I am in for a long, sass-filled road.