Pumpkin, sugar, peanut, dumplin’ – I’ve even heard parents refer to their babies as “woobie.” Many parents have special nicknames they assign their children. My oldest daughter has grown out of her baby nickname, which was “Siddy.” Her real name is Sydney. We have a nickname for my youngest daughter, but it isn’t as cutesy as the names I’ve listed above. It’s “Destructor”. Yup, and believe you me she lives up to the name!
My sweet little Destructor is two-years-old. I never liked the label “terrible twos.” I know it is a hard age (believe me, I do), but I don’t like to think that any age or stage, for that matter, is terrible. Other synonyms for the word terrible are: frightful, appalling, dire, horrifying, horrendous and horrid. I mean c’mon! A little strong don’t ya think?
The twos are terrific, even in the worst and trying times the whole year-long. Through all the chaos that the twos bring, they are the memories and moments that are happening here and now in my life. I know from having a five-year-old, too, that I will survive, and it does go by in the blink of an eye.
Two years ago, I was so thrilled to add another little personality to our family. I was also quite curious as to which ways she’d be different from her older sister. The girls are alike in many ways, yet they are also very different. Emery (aka – Destructor) is spirited and determined. Oh yes, and quite daring! She’s done things that my oldest daughter never attempted. Emery just seems to manage to get into everything and well, yes, destroy it, too.
Her milestones are happening quickly now. She’s been out of her high chair for about three months. We are still adjusting to her new freedom of getting up from the table and not being strapped in. She uses a bumper seat, which put her into the “big girl” category; it comes with the challenge of her wanting up from her seat immediately when she finishes her meal.
Two weeks ago we conquered giving up her pacifier. I was amazed and delighted that she made that transition very easy. She used to be a “two-pacifiers-in-her-crib-at-night” type of chick, so going cold turkey and not skipping a beat was a very welcomed surprise!
Yesterday afternoon for her nap my husband put up her transition bed next to her crib. She gasped when she saw it. She laid right down in it and said “my new bed”. Now… she didn’t nap at all yesterday. Too busy dumping out all of her clothes everywhere all over her room. Destructor!
I told my husband after her nap that there is no way I can pick up after her like this each day and not lose my sanity. He agreed. As I always joke, “happy wife equals a happy life.” He installed the locks on her drawers lickety split! She tried her best to break into them but to no avail. I am happy to report she slept through the night with zero disruptions!
I took the girls to a fiesta this afternoon. When we were away my husband broke down the crib and put it in the basement. When the girls and I got back from the party I took my little destructor upstairs to her room for her nap time. It was a stop in your tracks type of moment. Her crib was gone. Another milestone reached. I’m OK. She was ready to move on. She was ready to be out of her crib.
Like I said, the milestones are happening quickly. Life is happening, and I am embracing it, destruction and all!
This is an original World Moms Blog post by Courtney Cappallo in Massachusetts, USA. Courtney can be found homeschooling her two daughters on her site, Table of Four.
Photo credit to Courtney Cappallo.
Loved this article – so nice to hear about the milestones and I always find it interesting to hear that “our little babies” do have very strong personalities!
We are going through our own milestone at the moment, just interviewed a childminder yesterday, our little boy is almost 1 – and I am not sure I am quite ready for this next milestone though 🙂
Thanks Asta! Sounds like your little boy has a major milestone coming up! ONE!! Happy early birthday to him!!
Courtney, you are so right, the little ones bring a lot of chaos and trying moments but we survive and it goes by so fast. I like your attitude on embracing life and enjoying the memories and moments of “now”. I really enjoyed reading your post!
big hugs, Jenny
P.S. I’m amazed that Emery gave up the pacifier so easily (I may need some tips)!
Thanks Jenny! I was amazed that Emery gave up the pacifier so easily, too! I thought for sure it was going to be our most challenging task with her!
One day I was taking her up for her afternoon nap and she was not pleased about it. She started to bite my shoulder. I said, “no chupete for you!” I put her down without it and she didn’t complain. I was glad I took it away for her nap before her bedtime. That night we didn’t give her the pacifier (chupete) either. And the rest they say is history! No chupete since!
I was nervous about our road trip to my mother’s in New Jersey for Thanksgiving and not having it for the car ride, but we took the chupete away in October, so she had plenty of time to adjust to not having it.
Cold turkey, that is how we did it and she is doing just fine! Thank goodness!
I love the nickname! It’s actually fairly similar to the nickname I use collectively for my two boys: The Demolition Duo. ‘Nuff said!
Great article!
Kirsten
Love “The Destructor” nickname, too!! Emory sounds like she has quite the determined personality — great post! 🙂
Veronica Samuels
The Destructor nickname made me think of my youngest brother – we used to call him “Mano de Hacha” – which translates to Axe Hand. Growing up he always managed to take anything he could get his hands on and break it apart. My other brother always got mad because our baby brother had broken yet another one of his toys. Now that I look back on it, maybe it was a way of tinkering…his curiosity exploring how things work.
I am looking forward to seeing the differences between my two girls as the youngest one starts hitting milestones.