Today E tried to scale her brother’s tall dresser.
Husband and I nearly had a heart attack. Most of our big furniture is secured to the wall, but she managed to find the one piece that wasn’t.
This isn’t new for us.
She is fearless.
She climbs and jumps and falls. K is more cautious in nature, but not her.
I’m not sure anything could have prepared me for raising this girl.
Husband and I were cautious kids. We were rule followers. We colored in the lines. I never dreamed that I would have to worry about my toddler scaling the fireplace or running and falling 100 times a day.
I am constantly in awe of her spunk and bravery. She lights up the room with her smile. I want to raise a strong woman, but I also want us all to survive her childhood.
I once saw parenthood described as watching your heart walk around outside of your body. I understand that now.
I’m not sure what my goal is with this post. I think I just needed to put it into words- the worrisome balancing act that is parenting the strong willed, fearless child.
My brain says I need to foster her independence.
My heart wants to wrap her in bubble wrap.
My little is like that too! Never seem to run out of energy. 🙂
Mama miller!! I’m so glad you’re back! (I know u have been for a while- I myself have been going through some stuff) So glad you have you’re healthy nugget in your arms….loved this. I’m so excited to see the type of girl my little one becomes–not to fast of course 😉
Thanks! I hope all is well with you. I had a rough pregnancy this time (emotionally), but I am doing much better now. It is always amazing to watch them grow into their personality.
That is beautiful yet scary imagery…the metaphor of parenthood. But so very very true, i love it. Every once in a while it hits me too. And my son is my little wall climber so I feel your panic 😉