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Thursday, June 25, 2015

She Is Not Me

Sometimes I don’t know what she’s thinking. My heart just doesn’t understand the fuss her tiny three year-old mind creates over something so seemingly insignificant. No, you can’t wear socks on your hands at the dinner table. No, you can’t wear the same nightgown all week because it’s filthy. No you can’t paint your own nails on my couch. No you can’t put make up on the dog.

Cue tears. Cue clutched fists and red-faced fits. Cue ALL THE FEELINGS.

She has so many for such a small person! And so many days I feel we are much too different and much too similar to get along.
Truth be told, I expect too much of her because she is so bright; all sunshine and sugar and imagination. And if I’m honest, I must admit I loathe princess play and all things pink. When she’s disagreeable, I’m so quick to be offended- to write it off as disobedience. But as she sits in her bed upstairs, squeals and heaves and yelps escaping her little chest because I’m forcing her to have Rest Time (as we’ve done every day for the past three years…), I’m reminded that she’s allowed to have opinions.

She’s a person. She views the world around her and develops likes and dislikes, opinions, she infers things, she understands more than I think… and her opinions may differ from mine because she’s not me.

She is not me.

No matter how similar we are, she is not me. She doesn’t like the color blue, or wearing jeans, or being in the heat. She doesn’t like tomatoes or bacon. She prefers mustard over mayonnaise. She likes Luke Bryan for goodness sake. (I know. She’s only three, so don’t hold that against her.)

She may never want to pick up a camera or watch musicals or listen to bluegrass music and watch the rain. She may never share my love of V8 or Brussel sprouts. She might always want to wear the color pink from head to toe… and that’s okay.

She’s not me, but she’s mine. She’s a part of me. One of the best parts… the pinkest part.







5 comments:

  1. As the mother of an almost 16 year old daughter, I smiled so much when I read this! Made me think back to the days when she was discovering her own personality, likes and dislikes. I really enjoyed this! I featured your article in my weekly Coffee Cafe post this morning. Enjoy the rest of your weekend!
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    1. Thank you so much for sharing, Dori! And oh my goodness, SIXTEEN?! That feels so far away, but I know it's just around the corner... I better not blink!

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  2. I realize this is an older post of yours, but I just found it on Pinterest and it definitely spoke to me! My daughters are 13 and 15, and we are similar in many ways and so different in many others. Thanks for the reminder that they are individuals with their own likes and dislikes, and their own potential to become amazing young women.

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    1. You're welcome! It's so difficult some days. It takes a lot of practice to remind myself what an incredible kid she really is, regardless of whether or not we agree on trivial things <3

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  3. this is exactly that i needed to read. today, right now. this day. thank you thank you for posting this and sharing

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