As you know, if I receive a compliment, I usually take it in a jokingly - conceited way. I think part of this stems from having low confidence so I reply to a compliment with "Oo, I know I'm pretty, thanks!" The other side, is sometimes I have to just continue telling myself every that I truly am beautiful, and some days -- I believe myself!
My daughter. She knows, without a doubt she is amazing. I love this about her. I let her dress herself and it makes her the happiest little girl in the world. She wants to wear so many layers, with the most important being a "Shake-Shake" skirt and princess shoes. Top it off with a crown and she will tell you that she is cute. Just this morning she came to my room, "Mommy, mommy! Look at meeeee " Twirling in a circle with her arms spread open and a smile ear to ear of anticipation for me to tell her how beautiful she looks. I replied, "Oo Madelynne! You're beautiful!", Mady: "No mommy, Im Adorable today". Okay sweety :)
She loves to make others proud. When Halloween came around, I hadn't taken the time I wanted to teach the kids the ropes of Trick-or-Treating.. going door to door, using manners etc. Our first house, Madelynne pointed and said "Let's go to that one!". I agreed and led her to the front door and stood back, part of me wanted to stand beside her and guide her thru what she was supposed to do/say, but the other half wanted to stand back bc she seemed so confident. Maybe they had been doing this in preschool?? Likely.
Anywho, we ring the doorbell and the lady greets us with a witch hat.
Madelynne: Trick or Treat!
Neighbor: Hello little girl, what are you?
Madelynne: I am Little Riding Hood, see?
Neighbor: We'll it's perfect, here you go, here is some candy.
Madelynne: OOOOO!! (huge eyeballs!) Thank you, Thank you! Goodbye" - Half wave and we head down the steps.
Madelynne walked a couple paces in front of me all the way to the road and finally stopped looking up, "Come here mommy". I squatted down to see what she needed.
Madelynne: "I DID IT MOMMY!! I DID IT!!" There truly are no words that can describe the sheer excitement on her precious face, and the giddiness and pouring love I felt inside me that my little girl was proud of herself. I couldn't hug her enough that she had done such a good job. It was raining horribly Halloween night, so we only made it a couple houses and came home in disappointment, overall I think all the kids still had fun.
She has the sweetest little disposition, despite living in an Aidyn war-zone most days, somehow she has retained her sweet sincerity and I couldn't be more impressed with her. She absolutely melts my heart when I watch from the doorway as she is playing mommy with her babies, "Oh, are you hungry Baby Belle Pink? I can help you, here you go.... Oo don't cry sweetheart.. oo sweetheart, I love you." I don't know whats more warming, the fact that my little girl at two-years old already wears her heart on her sleeve, or that she was reciting the exact way I parent and talk to her. It could be so much worse, but Im guessing at the end of the day, I am still delivering warm gestures to the kids, and kissing enough boo-boo's, and comforting them with sweet words when they need it. Otherwise she wouldn't mommy her babies in that way, I can hear my voice in her's as she parents them. It was a nice reality check and reminder to slow down and pay attention to the little one's in our home... individually.
When she see's another child hurting, she comforts them.
She she hears a baby crying, she finds a bottle or binky to soothe them.
When mommy is sick, she rubs my back, kisses my forehead and says, "Is that better, Mommy?"
When she gets bullied, she doesn't hit back.
My daughter gives hugs without asking.
Random kisses, smiles and runs away.
Tells me I am beautiful without prompt.
Shares her things for others.
smiles . laughs . and embraces life in a way I forget to do
My only wish is to continue to raise such a happy, beautiful, confident and proud little girl. I hope her sister and nephew can follow on her beautiful path, but each in their own unique way. Happy, healthy, proud children are all I ask for.
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