You make me proud to be your mommy

Last weekend my daughters and their babies came to spend the day with us.

I was quite amazed to see how differently each one handled their child. My daughters grew up together and are only 2yeas apart in age, their daughters are only one month apart yet their parenting styles are so different.

Each one with their own version of what the best parenting style is, and yet neither one better than the other, just different. I watched in awe at how grown up they are now that they are mommies and proud of the way they faced each parenting challenge.

My second eldest is at University, she is doing her B-ED and wants to be a math’s teacher or lecturer. I was particularly amazed at the way she overcomes life’s little obstacles. Last week while travelling home from Uni she was the victim of a smash and grab. While stopping at a red traffic light a man came up to her car and smashed the passenger window in and ran off with her handbag. She was in shock at first, but went off to the police station to report it. While chatting to her about it on the weekend, she said that a few of her assignments were in her handbag and that she would have to do them again. I asked her if she had told her lecturers about the incident, as they would probably give her an extension on her assignments given her circumstances. She replied that while it was a valid reason, she did not want to tell them and use it as an excuse, in her words “I don’t want to be a victim”.  Also she added that she would have to do them again anyway so there is no time like the present.

I was floored! When did my baby grow up? To be a smart independent and strong woman! I am one proud mommy!!!!

I love the fact that when life throws her lemons, she grabs a baseball bat and hits them away, and moves on. I like to think that my parenting skills aren’t all that bad.

Above is the picture that she posted as her BBM avatar the day after her smash and grab, says a lot don’t you think.

Idle threats and choose day

I always like to think that a person is as good as their word and if they say they are going to do something, they do.

As a mom I know the value of following through on your word. If you make an idle threat and your kid cottons onto you, they remember this and next time might not be as co-operative as you want.

So why then, after months of threatening my boyfriend that I was going to propose this leap year, did I not follow through?

I thought about it, a lot! And came up with this conclusion;

I am a girl, it may not look like it, but I am in fact a girly girl. I like make-up, high heels, pretty dresses, jewelry and bags. I am a romantic and still believe that chivalry is not dead. I like to be surprised (even though I want to know everything). And I like it when my boyfriend shows me he cares.

Now don’t get me wrong I am also a feminist who firmly believes that women are equal to men in all ways possible and that we are by no means the weaker sex.

But in the end I realized, I am just a girl, who believes in happy endings and fairy tale romances. A girl who wants to be swept off her feet. A girl who likes the idea of the handsome prince coming to save her (not because she can’t save herself, but because she chooses to be saved)

And let’s face it, my man is a writer (correction an awesome writer) so he has a better imagination than me and he probably would do a much better job of coming up with something more romantic.

So (no pressure honey) I look forward to my future, which is unknown, with excitement, not trepidation and fear. And whatever may be may be. Que sera sera