Ever since I was a little girl, I dreamt of having a little Princess of my own; She would look like me, dress like me and be just the cutest little mama ever.
14 months ago, she arrived.
She looked like me from day one, and our bond was instant. I can’t even put it into words, but even at 2 wks old I could look into this little ones eyes and knew we “got” each other… but perhaps it wasn’t until today that I fully understood just how much this chick “gets me”.
Over the past few weeks, I’ve been noticing how she tries to imitate me – putting on headbands, carrying purses and caring for her baby dolls … and then today, putting on her Jackie O glasses when she saw me walking around with mine (due to my 427th eye infection), this little one is a riot.
These moments melt my heart, and I hope they never fade from my memory but I have to be honest. This Mama’s not perfect. ….I know, I know this is a HUGE shock to many… but I thought, what if she starts to mimic my imperfections.
Though, I have to admit- it would be a little cute to see my daughter going through 25 different outfits and end up wearing the 1st one she put on (Something I inherited from my mother).
And if she came to me at 4, and said “Mommy, do these pants make my butt look big?”, I think I would crack up. Of course, being body conscious is not something I want to pass on to my daughter at 4 (or at any age for that matter)- that is not what I’m saying… but to hear your words and actions being mimicked by a smaller version of yourself- no matter how quirky it is, is kind of cute…. at least initially.
But we already know I passed on the daydreaming and impatient ways to The Complicated Boy….What if Princess turns out to be a notoriously late, procrastinating, over thinking, yo-yo dieter? Ahh!!
So, while my daughter and I nurse “our” sunglass clad eyes back to health I think I think I will take some time to think about how I can make little improvements to be a better me because surly there are a “few” things, I’d rather not see her inherit.



