It’s been an incredible 18 months. I have to admit I am a bit sad, because it feels like these 18 months went by so much faster than the first 18 months of my son’s life. I guess everything seems faster the second time around.Despite the speed of it all, I have cherished every moment with my little girl—maybe even more so when I realized how quickly the time was passing. When I came home from the hospital with Jada, I was nervous. It was different than the nerves I had as a first time mom. This time my nerves had to do with her gender. I wondered if would do a good job raising a girl. I wanted to give her my best.
Now, 18 months in, I realize that not only do I have what it takes to raise a girl, but I also am learning so much from her. She challenges me, she tickles me, and she makes me a better person. After learning so much from my son, I didn’t think a new baby would come with so many new lessons. Babies are amazing like that. Despite their commonalities, though, they are all so very unique, teaching us just what we need to learn during our journey as their moms. Here are a few things I’ve learned from Jada in the last 18 months.
- I’m stronger than I thought I was. When Jada was born I was in the early stages of pursuing a few major personal goals. There have been moments where I have questioned my strength, wondering if I can really do it all. Jada has this way of reminding me that I can do it all and then some. I love her for that.
- I don’t have to be nervous about raising a girl. I was a tomboy when I was younger. Although I do have wonderful friendships with women, I have always felt like I communicate with the fellas with more ease. Now that I have a daughter (who reminds me a lot of myself), I realize that there is nothing to fear. Just like her brother, she wants to be heard and loved. I can certainly give her that.
- Giving up on my dreams is not an option. Do you ever have a moment where you think that maybe your dreams are too big and you consider giving up? Well, I have, but when I look at Jada and I think about the example I want to set for her, I realize that giving up on my dreams is not an option. If I do that how in the world will I convince her to never give up on hers.
- Loving the skin I’m in is a must. When I see my little girl run around with her diaper on it makes me smile. I don’t ever want her to lose that ability to feel so comfortable in her skin, and I know the best thing I can do for her is to show her how comfortable I am in mine.
- Pausing is much needed. With a lot on my plate, I can move a little too quickly. Jada must be able to sense my stress level because when my mind is running a mile a minute she always gives me a look or a hug that forces me to slow down. She is able to slow me down when nothing else can.