I tried something today. I am wanting to reconnect with Delaney. I think there is such a special relationship between a mother and daughter, but I know that my little girl’s mission in life right now is to test me. And I know this is just the beginning. I find myself so frustrated with the sassiness, with the flagrant disobendience, with her struggle for independence.
But I am also hopelessly in love with her. I’m in love with this little thing who loves to dance to Hannah Montana, who can’t stop singing High School Musical, who carries her ‘bit’ (blanket) with her everywhere she goes, who is desperate for me to tell her it is OK that she still sucks her thumb when she is upset, who calls her little brother, “Buddy”, who loves surprises, who’s knees and shins have more bruises than you would think possible, who always wants to ‘show Daddy how pretty I am’ everytime I get her dressed up, who just learned to pump her legs when she is swinging, who scrunches her hands into little fists when she gets mad, who says, “Hey Mommy……I love you.”, and, who, today, told me I was ‘impressive’.
How to preserve the special bond between us?
I held Delaney’s sweet face in my hands, stared right into her eyes and asked her to do the same with me. I asked her what she could see. I loved her answer.
She said, “I can see Delaney.” Sounds simple, right? It is, but there is such special meaning there. I explained that what she is really seeing is a reflection of my heart. Everytime she stares in my eyes, she will see herself. That means I will always, always love her. She will always be right there – in my eyes, in my head, in my heart.
She liked it. She told me I will always see myself in her eyes. I love having these litte moments with her. I love knowing I can find a way to connect with her. I love that there is more to Mommy-and-Delaney than the day to day.