But all I did was the dishes and then I moped around for a while before deciding to write this post about what was bothering me.
Two days ago, for the first time ever, A got into the tub by herself and told me to turn on the shower. And then, gasp, she took a shower. All by herself.
What?? This is coming from the girl who used to (as in the beginning of this week) cry if water got into her eyes when I carefully poured water in a controlled manner from a cup, with my other hand shielding her face, to wash her unruly hair.
What?? The girl doesn't dare put her face in the water at swimming class thereby destining her to forever be in level 1 but she stands under a shower head joyfully.
What is wrong with children? Why do they change so quickly? Why are they so schizophrenic?
But, then again, why does it make me sad that I won't have to break my back bending over the tub to get her clean every night? Why am I upset that I won't have to change my clothes 3 times in the span of an hour from normal clothes to pajamas (after getting wet from the bath) to second pajamas (after getting aquaphor all over the first set)? Why am I so bothered that our night time routine just got insanely easier?
I'm so schizophrenic.
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