She’s obsessed with knowing if she can do certain things, “when she gets bigger, like a mommy”
Take care of her own boo-boos
Drive the car
Do her own laundry
Fix her own hair
Miss Independent likes doing things for herself, but she’s also okay with having me do some things that she cannot do for now. Being a mama is something different, she now recognizes, and she likes that mama does things for her.
She sees her hand in mine, and she knows she is loved, cared for, one of us.
My hand is the one her hand gets to hold.
My hand is the one she stretches her fingers out against to compare size.
My hand is the one she squeezes when she’s happy, or when she’s scared.
From the first day we had together, she took my hand and walked with me like it was no big deal. But it was. She didn’t know that I wouldn’t ever let go, but she’s figured that out now.
Such a gift.