Still Harping on Daughters
For the Gallery this week it is all about the women in our lives. My Mum is an institution, (she is an inspiration as well) I could write and write about how proud she makes me and how much she does for other people. My friends are old and new are great but the girls I love the most are my girls.
I always knew I would have girls. I wasn't someone who was super maternal but I just had no concept of boys. I do have a brother but it never occurred to me I would have girls.
I agreed with my husband with our first child that if it was a boy he would choose the name, and if it was a girl I would choose. In the end we both decided on the name together (but I knew I was on safe ground).
I 'get', my girls, I know what they are doing when they are not listening, I used to do it, day dreaming my time away. Thinking of stories.
I see them be indecisive about clothes but fiercely independent if I intervene.
I see my husbands frustration when they can't decide what to wear, or when we go shopping and they want to look at everything.
They are my little women.
Nothing makes me happier than seeing them just talking to each other and not falling out over stuff.
There is four years between them and I worried that they wouldn't be close, but they are.
They are similar and very different, they make me laugh when my humour has gone.
I don't know what will happen when they are teenagers, when they become woman, but I hope they are as sweet natured, optimistic and loving as they are now, and that the big bad world does not take this away.