Throw back Thursday a time to look back at older blog posts. This post is pretty special to me. My friend Rachel gifted me with the Beautiful Mama Blog Award. Here is my response that was published on April 21, 2013.
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Milestones are awesome. Unexpected milestones, well. They are my favorite. This weekend we (gulp) gave away Bridget’s walker. She hasn’t used it in 3 years. But donating the walker was a big step for me. It meant I finally stopped worrying that she would have some catastrophe and not be able to walk.
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I love to read. As in read anything as long as they are words. I sometimes embarrass Abby with my reading. Last week I was reading the new Rick Riordan book, Blood of Olympus. The fact that Abby’s classmates were also reading it made her question my level of maturity. The fact that I was having an involved discussion about the book with her friends upped my cool factor. At least I think it did.
She is probably still questioning my maturity level.
I am always nervous when it comes to school picture day. For years we received pictures of Bridget looking unfocused. She would look, for lack of a better word, off. Then she started her preschool/integrated program. Going to picture day with her therapist has been a God-send.
This year, with apologies to the grandmothers who will be horrified that I did not dress Bridget in appropriate school photo day dresses and bows, captures her spirit.
And her obsession with Elsa.
I know, just know, that my child would rather I not reveal this but….I do not want her to be me.
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Do you ever find yourself needing a permission slip? I find myself being a mom first, wife second and Kerri somewhere around 156th place in the hierarchy that is my life. Last year a good friend of mine and I had a discussion about how that happens. On November 11, 2013 I posted the question: do you need permission to be you?
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I knew 5th grade would be tough. I expected her to grow-up a little more. I expected her to gain some independence, start moving away from Barbies and Fairies to explore more of real-life heroes.
I expected this to change due to society. From her friends and classmates who seem to be growing up so much quicker than she seems to be. I did not expect her to lose the shine of innocence doing a Social Studies Project. Continue reading
