From the moment they pop out it seems like there are changes. They grow constantly, into and out of all the cute clothes they owned before they even needed them. They start tuning into their senses and gaining command of their own little bodies. Before long they're running around (because apparently walking would take too long) and making their wishes known in a vocabulary that seems to have appeared overnight.
They just keep growing up! And just as soon as you figure you've got a handle on things... BAM something changes. They stop sleeping at night (Teeth? Gas? Nightmares?). They wake up whining and don't stop until they've gone to bed at night. I sometimes wonder if my son will ever talk normally again! But then I take a step back and assess where we are. He's smack dab in the middle of learning to go potty (well he knows how he just isn't quite ready for letting go of the diapers). He's been spending more and more days in the preschool room at his daycare (the official transition is at the end of the month). On top of all of that, he has now started staying with Granny one day a week since they've moved to town. And to make things even more confounding we're considering moving him out of the crib and into a toddler bed (no, we haven't found another use for the crib... we just figure he's growing up). So his whole world is upside-down it seems. No WONDER he spends all day whining!
But then again, when is the world right side up for a toddler? I think that even once these things pass, there will be new things that are boggling his little mind. If you think about it, this is how they develop. The little challenges that come along will be constant, and they'll vary in severity, but they'll keep coming no matter how hard we work to make things "normal." It can be just as frustrating for mommy, though, and I have to remember to keep that perspective. Seeing the world through his little eyes helps me understand why he acts the way he does, and how I might be able to get him through the tough times. But sometimes, it's good to have tough times. It can't always be rosy, this life, and at some point we have to come to terms with that.