Funny how when you are a parent your proudest moments do not come from your own accomplishments but those of your children. Even if you do not have children, if someone asked you what your proudest moment was I would bet you would stumble over your response.
Is it self-confidence or a feeling that you do not wish to sound self-important? I’m not sure. I know I struggled with this post today in trying to figure out what my proudest moment would be if I exclude the girls.
I was proud when I lived on my own. Without family or boyfriend support. I was proud when I entered my marriage as an equal partner, that we married because we love one another and not because I needed a man to take care of me. I was proud when I graduated college, eight months pregnant with Bridget. I was beyond proud (and still over the moon) when I was chosen as a cast member for Listen to Your Mother (Boston).
But are these my proudest moments? Um….no.
My proudest moment is watching Abby interact with Bridget. How Abby nurtures and tends to Bridget not because she is a responsibility but because of love. Of watching Abby undertake her first public speaking event and acting like a natural. One full of confidence, grace and knowledge.
My proudest moment is watching Bridget succeed after working so freaking hard. At jumping, holding a pencil or feeding herself. Of seeing Bridget make friendships and connections. Watching her enjoying life at top speed and pity to anyone who puts limits on her.
As a mom of two completely different daughters I am going to have a lot of proud moments. Each of them will be my proudest, because each moment with these girls is the best moment of my life.
This is how I answered (poorly) the Finish the Sentence prompt…”My proudest moment”.