Perhaps my journey thus far has not been as spiritual as it would have been with the Dalai Lama, but I think it is a close second. I have been a mom for 7 years. I have learned a lot. About myself. About life. About stain removal.On September 30, 2005 I gave birth to a 6 pound 13 ounce miracle. She was hard to conceive, hard to deliver, and has been a keep-you-on-your-toes kinda girl ever since. Her doctor said that she could see in Fiona's eyes that she was special...at 2 weeks old. She suggested a book about "spirited children" then too. How on Earth did she know?
Fiona has taught me how to appreciate life.
- She has helped me learn that it is OK to leave the clothes unfolded and color instead.
- She has taught me that all the things I worry about are many times not worth the trouble.
- She has taught me that my mother was really not that old and still remembered middle school like it was "yesterday".
- She shows me every day that no matter how loud I yell, childhood is going to make me late for work and I somehow survive.
- She has altered my hormones so that I cry every time I smell her hair, brush my lips on her soft cheek, or make eye contact with her from across the playground.
- She has helped me realize that childhood goes way too quickly. Just like everyone always says...but you just don't believe it until you get through the 2's.
- She shows me every single day that the world needs more empathy.
- She helps me remember to keep myself healthy so I can watch her grow up to rule the world.
I love being Fiona's mom. I love watching her develop into all the things she is going to be. She wants to be a "mommy, teacher, artist" when she grows up. I love that. She is already an artist. She paints my life every day.
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