Mondays are not my favorite. I try and try to like Mondays because of the whole fresh week, fresh start concept but really, they usually suck. You know who doesn’t hate Mondays though?
In fact, she loves every day of the week equally, which, I’m realizing, is just another lesson I can learn from my girl. Anyway, this morning, I decided to love the day with her. It was a beautiful morning, there was such a nice breeze coming from our windows and so I said to her, “let’s go downstairs and have some breakfast so we can go outside” she was shocked that I wanted to do anything that early and I’m laughing as I type that because it’s so sad, yet so true. I am a slow mover in the mornings and she knows it. Everyone knows it.
She ate her breakfast and then she chose what she wanted to wear. I’ve never let her do that before and it’s not because I don’t think she’s capable, I guess I just never really thought about it. She chose a new shirt, some pants and also insisted on putting on a grey cardigan that was just a tad too small on her. After I helped her get dressed, she ran to the mirror and said, “Wow, Mama! I look FANTASTIC!”
Heck yeah ya do, girlfriend!
Top: Target (last season, XS in the little girls section)//Leggings: Crazy 8//Shoes: Zara//Cardigan:H&M
I really love this top. Last year, it was way too big on her but this year, it’s perfect! I had forgotten all about it until she brought it out! The lace detail…the pretty cream color… honestly the only problem with this top is that it doesn’t come in my size :P
This little girl’s confidence is astounding to me, but not surprising in the slightest. She loves herself like crazy and honestly, I’m a bit jealous of her. Self confidence is something that I struggle with, but something that I’m working on. It’s ironic that right now, she seems to be teaching me to love myself more (and better!) and later on down the road, it’ll most likely be the other way around. I hope that isn’t the case, I hope she always remembers her worth. But I know that as she gets older, through those awkward pre-teen/teen years, it gets a bit tough. Being a woman myself, I know how other girls are and that really scares me- girls can be really mean. I wish so badly that I could keep her in this little free-spirited, self-loving three year old bubble forever. But alas, I cannot. If and when that time comes, all I can do is remind her of that confidence that comes so easily now and remind her to always love herself. And even on the days that she feels like she can’t, she’ll have Dominic and I to do all of that extra loving for her.
For now though, I will continue to look up to my tiny child and learn as much as I can from her so that as she gets older, I can return the favor. It’s so crazy to me that I am still learning so much, mainly from her. It’s also crazy that while I’m watching her (and helping her) grow up, I am also growing. I mean, how beautiful is that?
Being a parent is such a magical and wonderful adventure.
P.S. It’s unseasonably warm today. 71 degrees! The warmest day of 2015 so far!