Most of the time when my children move through developmental stages I'm only partially aware of it, like a mild change in the weather.
But my two year old daughter is going through something right now that I can't help but notice.
She's wrestling with who she is and how she fits into this loud, messy, happy bunch that makes up her family.
Her strategy for working through this is to constantly label everything and everyone in her environment.
That a wall, Mommy?
That my hair.
That me? That you.
That my brother. That my red house.
Yes, I tell her, that's right.
To be honest the constant background chatter of two year old questions wears on me. Sometimes I ignore her. Shoo her away. Sigh. Or worse, I let her see my impatience.
It's hard work to remember that I do it too- the questioning and searching for my place in this life. I have my own background chatter.
How do I fit in here?
Is this where I really want to be?
And that- do I really believe that?
Maybe this kind of stage isn't meant to be moved through. Maybe it moves through us in little questioning waves, the ones beyond the surf that breaks.
Each of us is a work in progress- whether we're 2 or 32.
Mary Lauren Weimer is a social worker turned mother turned blogger. She's pursuing a career as a freelance writer, and her work has been published in Sleet Magazine and featured on many popular websites. Her blog, My 3 Little Birds, focuses on the small reflections - MOMents - in each day that make life beautiful. Follow her on Twitter and Facebook!