A friend of mine who has three girls on his own once told me that he thought it was weird how kids are like little people. He said it with such irony and amazement that I laughed out loud, because of course that’s exactly what they are. Little people that we are taking care of and raising to one day be adults.
Each child has their own unique personality. My oldest is wild, adventurous, comedic, and has a fiery temper. My youngest is sensitive, and loving, and thinks if she smiles when she is scolded, that it will get her out of trouble. She is usually right!
They have their own interests—both of my girls love animals. Alison is an outdoors girl—she loves playing outside and swimming. K loves soft, cuddly things.
I think one of the most interesting things about being a mom is watching this child that you brought into the world change and develop as he gets older. It is so neat to see them discover things and learn. I don’t know about you, but I wonder all the time about the kind of women my girls will grow up to be. There are moments when I see glimpses of the strength, the kindness, the intelligence that they possess.
So often parents and grandparents will start laying expectations, like talking about what college they should go to (College? Really? My oldest isn’t even in pre-school yet!) or what kind of job they may get one day. Me personally, I just like watching my “little people” and letting them discover themselves. Each and every unique piece of them is beautiful to me.