I have noticed a definite pattern with kids. . . THERE IS NO PATTERN.
Just when you think your baby/toddler/child is sleeping through the night, they start waking up.
Just when you can't take another night of being woken up several times, they start sleeping through.
Just when they are loving mashed potatoes and gravy with meatloaf for dinner, they start complaining when you make it for them.
Just when you have lost the recipe for the meatloaf, they ask for it.
And just when you are about to call the pediatrician for a consult with a child psychologist, because either your three year old is a sociopath OR he has been abducted by aliens. . .
The sweetness, love, and light you have counted on returns.
The tantrums disappear.
Life is strangely peaceful.
And then the one year old gets a cold and starts breaking through their one year molars. . .
and it's back to the starting line.