So tonight, I am So Smug Mum.
Like, soooooo smug.
Because tomorrow, Mini-Me turns four and I will no longer be the mother of a Threenager!
When the sun rises tomorrow, it will mark a new phase in our family’s life.
Gone will be the irrational, illogical, utterly terrifying (and slightly demonic!) three year old.
Instead, from the bedroom will emerge a calm, sweet and reasonable little four year old.
Mini-Me will be four. As she told me today, when she’s four, she’ll be able to touch the roof because she’ll be so grown up.
The tantrums will end.
The screaming will cease. (Mine too!)
Her moods will become more predictable and she’ll become more logical and rational.
I will have the bestest little buddy that a daughter becomes. Obviously, she’s my best buddy already, but the love and ability to appreciate each other’s company will be mutual from tomorrow…obviously!
Because the Threenager will have left the building!
And I will have survived the “Terrible Twos” AND the “Tantrumesque Threes”.
So therefore, tonight, I raise my glass of red juice and say, quite happily, that I am indeed So Smug Mum!
See you on the other side S-Mummies!
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