I chanced upon this Facebook post when one of my friends posted and decided to blog about it too. Credits to the owner
*****I am 2. I am not terrible. I am frustrated. I am nervous, stressed out, overwhelmed, and confused. I need a hug.*****
Diary of a 2 year old:
Today I woke up and wanted to get dressed by myself but was told “No, we donβt have time, let me do it.” This made me sad.
I wanted to feed myself for breakfast but was told “No, youβre too messy, let me do it for you.” This made me feel frustrated.
I wanted to walk to the car and get in on my own but was told, “No, we need to get going, we donβt have time. Let me do it.” This made me cry.
I wanted to get out of the car on my own but was told “No, we donβt have time, let me do it.” This made me want to run away.
Later I wanted to play with blocks but was told “No, not like that, like this⦔ I decided I didnβt want to play with blocks any more. I wanted to play with a doll that someone else had, so I took it, I was told “No, donβt do that, you have to share.”
Iβm not sure what I did, but it made me sad. So I cried. I wanted a hug but was told “No, youβre fine, go play.”
Iβm being told itβs time to pack up, I know this because someone keeps saying, “Go pick up your toys.” I am not sure what to do, I am waiting for someone to show meβ¦.”What are you doing, why are you just standing there, pick up your toysβ¦ Now.” I was not allowed to dress myself or move my own body to get to where I needed to go, but now I am being asked to pick things up.Iβm not sure what to do. Is someone supposed to show me how to do this? Where do I start? Where do these things go? I am hearing a lot of words but I do not understand what is being asked of me. I am scared and do not move. I lay down on the floor and cry.
When it was time to eat I wanted to get my own food but was told “No, youβre too little and it’ll get messy, let me do it.” This made me feel small. I tried to eat the food in front of me but someone keeps saying “here, try this, eat this⦔ and putting things in my mouth. I didnβt want to eat anymore. This made me want to throw things and cry.
I canβt get down from the table because no one will let me because Iβm too small and I canβt. They keep saying I have to take a bite. This makes me cry more. Iβm hungry and frustrated and sad. Iβm tired and I need someone to hold me. I do not feel safe or in control. This makes me scared. I cry even more.
I am 2. No one will let me dress myself, no one will let me move my own body where it needs to go, no one will let me attend to my own needs.
However, I am expected to know how to share, “listen”, or “wait a minute”. I am expected to know what to say and how to act or handle my emotions. I am expected to sit still or know that if I throw something it might breakβ¦.But, I do NOT know these things.
I am not allowed to practice my skills of walking, pushing, pulling, zipping, buttoning, pouring, feeding, climbing, running, throwing or doing things that I know I can do. Things that interest me and make me curious, these are the things I am NOT allowed to do.
I am 2. I am not terrible. I am frustrated. I am nervous, stressed out, overwhelmed, and confused. I need a hug.
-Author unknown
Thanks for taking your time to read! Toddlers educarers sure can relate very well with this.
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Rachel β₯