I am a mother who try very very hard to not judge another mother for her parenting approach, at least beyond the four walls of my house and the comfort of my husband's ears. I stay hypersensitive and self-aware towards other mothers for primarily one reason - because my parenting approach can certainly be controversial at times and I would like the same courtesy towards me.
I also try not to brag about my kids too much, not because there's nothing to brag about but I am a believer that most things my kid can do or cannot do really isn't a direct reflection of how good or how poorly I parent. Also, if there is something great about her, as is with a lot of things in life, her action will speak for itself, I don't have to egg it on for others to take notice.
However, this blog here is my medium to document what I want to remember about my life, and my girl is such a big part of it. She is growing up so fast, and there are moments that I want so badly to permanently etch it into my brain so that I can never forget. Unfortunately, I do find myself forgetting, so I take pictures and I write, so that I can at least recollect in the fuzzy memories.
At almost two years old I am really able to start witnessing her unique characters forming. The summer days also allow for more opportunities to be outdoor and witnessing how she entertains herself when she is alone, but these summer days also allow us to get together with friends more, and seeing her interactions with other children.
It is in these moments that I am bursting with pride at the very thought of her:
-She shares so well, whether it is with food or with toys. Every single time that I hand her something to eat, she patiently awaits for another piece so that she can give to her friend.
-She plays so graciously with others. She is cautious by nature in new environments, so I never push her beyond her limits to get acquainted fast (this is something I get criticized for quite often by my peers and friends). But once she is acquainted, she shares her toys, and never have I seen her get wildly excited that she would be forceful with others, which is more than what I can say about other kids who have used force on her. She comforts others when they get sad, giving them the very thing that she's playing with if she thinks it would help them.
-She kisses my booboo because she thinks it would make me feel better.
-She apologizes and puts herself in time out when she knows she's done something wrong.
-She verbalizes that she's mad when she is frustrated, and it is the cutest thing that comes out of her mouth.
-Before bed, she has to say goodnight to Mama, Daddy, baby brother in utero, and puppy Reggie (who is no longer a puppy).
-She gives the tightest hugs, wettest kisses, and strongest love.
-She forces a smile through her tears if you ask her to smile while she cries.
-She cannot hide her hysteria while playing hiding under the blanket when she hears you come through the door, and the whole blanket shake with her little body underneath.
-She asks you to step outside the bathroom door while she does her #2 business because it's "stinky."
-She loves the water much more than her hatred of the cold. She is adventurous in the waters.
-She surprises us every day with new words or sentences that she seemingly picked up out of nowhere, including "it's dark" in the stairway and our personal favorite "I love you two, one." We adore it so much that we never felt the need to correct her to say "I love you, too."
-She drops everything she's doing to run to us ready with a hug and a pat on the back if she sees or hear one of us crying. We pretend to cry a lot, more than healthy I think, but she never fails.
-I honestly believe Mama is her favorite person, and next up is Daddy. She is my favorite little person.