If Loving Me is Wrong, Don't Let Her Be Right
Every once in a while, I read something by another mom and think, “Yeah. She gets it.” Today was one of those days.
Babycenter has several different diaries of parents at various stages with their kids, and I often read the series entitled “Tending Violet.” The author, Joyce Lollar, is raising her first child, Violet, born only a few weeks before Madeleine, so I enjoy “hearing from” another mom who’s in about the same spot I am. Sometimes I’m right with her and sometimes I’m not, but this week she found me where I live.This week’s column, “THE LITTLE SPONGE,” confesses Joyce’s thrill with Violet’s unquestioning adoration and love. Having someone dig you so openly is a huge ego boost, and I’ve been feeling a bit guilty at how much I enjoy Maddie’s mommy worship. How often, though, does someone look at you and know that the world’s a better place just because you’re there? How amazing is it that she stops crying the minute she hears my voice or even smells me? And why should I feel guilty about that? Why can't I simply savor the knowledge that for this one person in the world at this one time in her life, I can solve all her problems? I know this won’t last forever, but for now I’m content and proud to be #1 in her book. Thanks, Joyce, for helping me not feel guilty about that.
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