The fact is it does get easier, of course it absolutely does. They can talk, to start with. Well, at first they can talk a special language that only you can really understand because you're with them all the time, that can have it's own set of challenges but beyond that they learn to actually talk, communicate their thoughts, fears and feelings to you.
Trouble is that often, what they choose to tell you makes little or no sense.
They can tell you, for instance, that they're tired. Usually they communicate this by running around the house screaming their head off and then crying because a toy they thought was yellow is, it transpires, actually blue. Or by being a complete nightmare in a public place, or by whining nonstop about something you can't really put your finger on, becuase all you can hear is a constant, monotonous droning noise.
They might tell you they are starving hungry and absolutely desperate to be fed, but they absolutely will NOT have a carrott, a piece of fruit, some raisins or anything that isn't a chocolate biscuit.
I am often reliably informed that one of their little pre-school friends is their very best friend, or their worst enemy. Often the same child and sometimes on the same day.
They will tell you that they ate up all their lunch, but have no idea what it was. They had a busy and fun day at school, but they don't remember what they did. They want to go to the park and play on the swings, but not those swings, the ones over there (that turn out to be a roundabout).
They want to walk until you let them out the pushchair, then they want to be carried. They want to get down, then back up. They want their shoes and socks on and off - all at the same time. It is hard to be a toddler, and harder to be the parent of one.
But there are many positives to being on your side of the arrangement; You can articulate your frustrations (ideally to another adult, reasoning with a toddler is like talking to the wall), you can seek help from the right source when you have a genuine problem. You can tell what a genuine probelm is.
Not forgetting that you can drink coffee (or gin!), you can dress them in hilarious costumes at halloween to amuse yourself (or to embarrass them when they're older and trying to be cool), you can find other mummies to confide in and if you're really lucky you can rely on a friend or relative to babysit when you just need a night off.
You can also make the monsters under the bed vanish, kiss it all better, hug it out and be their safe place.
You can hear 'I love you mummy' and know that in that moment, they mean that with every little bit of their hearts.
Finally, you can try your best to remember that feeling the next morning when they wake you up at 4 am to tell you they need a poo.
And we wouldn't have it any other way.