I must say that as much as my daughter and I have had hard times together , she truly is my darling, and without her I would be lost. Saying this I am finding her new found attitude problem a serious challenge. When she was born I convinced myself that she would be my mini me, only more clever more beautiful and generally an all round good egg. I looked down on her little toes and thought that I had found a true allie for life….
Forward five years, Daughter darling questions all I do, doesn’t agree with a thing I say and has just picked up the endearing habit of rolling her eyes at me.
But where would I be now without her? This question often pops into my mind. Daughter and I have sure made an impressive journey over the past five and half years, by now I was hoping that she would be the perfect little girl I had imagined that I had always been.
I call my Mom for some reassurance that she will become the sweet and innocent girl I was. Hearing her laughing on the other end of the line I think she has misheard my troubles. Once she has finished her fit of the giggles She proceeds to correct my warped memories, reminding me of screaming rows we had over the most ridiculous things. Horror sinks in as I recall how vile I was. This is all to come, I hear her smile.
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