I will be the first to admit that I am not a perfect mother. I lose my temper, I sometimes forget to pack wipes or diapers when going on trips, I let my daughter watch Frozen on loop, and a thousand other shortcomings that add up to being a flawed creature trying its best and not always succeeding. Forgive me.
Mama says I am too childish in how I deal with my daughter. That we are too sweet and cuddling one minute then fighting like cats and dogs the next moment. Our relationship swings madly from one end of the spectrum to the other in the mere blink of an eye. That’s because we are too alike in temperament to maintain continuously harmonious, bump-free relations. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Why? Let’s just say I don’t want a boring life. My days are too routinary as it is already, why not live my life just a little more with my daughter? So we make noise when horsing around. So someone’s bound to get hurt when we play rough. Little spats here and there are nothing compared to the gales of laughter these moments elicit from her, or to the happy memories of our quality time together. Those are priceless mementos that we could cherish together and bind us closer as mother and daughter. At least that’s what I tell myself to try to rationalize our crazy lives. 😉
I know that I can do better. Be more patient, pay more attention, teach more. And I am honestly trying doing my best to improve, to apply the concept of kaizen to motherhood. So that little by little, bit by bit, I also grow alongside my daughter. Not just as a mother, but more importantly, as a person.