It’s 11pm and I’m ending the day like many others.. emotionally spent, mentally exhausted.
I just spent another evening battling it out with my daughter. Over taking a shower instead of a bath, over choosing the wrong PJ pants, and over telling her to clean up her toys before bed.
If you have a strong willed child you know that even though the problems are little, the battles are big.
There are so many nights I lay awake crying over you…am I doing things wrong? Am I failing you as a parent?
But most of all, I worry about how to raise you without killing your spirit.
Because, my dear, the one thing that challenges me is the one thing I love most about you.
In the midst of your stubborn and unyielding ways…
I see boldness, I see adventure, I see a leader, I see passion. And I fall in love with your strong willed personality more and more every day.
It scares me to be the parent of a strong willed child. But not because of the exhausting (and endless) battles.
It scares me because at night, when you curl up in my lap to snuggle or say “mommy just lay with me for a little bit”.
When you kiss me, then Eskimo kiss me, then butterfly kiss me each night before bed.
When the dust has settled and you show me that sweet innocent girl underneath all the sass…
I know that I can’t hold on to you for long.
Because you belong out in the world doing great things.
You were born to lead, born to adventure and be bold.
Born to love big and fight hard.
Born to stand out and never take no for an answer.
And I know that you won’t be that tiny girl curled up on my lap for long. Because you were born for great things and that alone makes all the tears and challenges of raising you worth it. ❤️