A year or so ago I blogged about my wishes for Bailey to grow to be a Sweet Girl. My wishes have not changed, but my lens has.
I always felt like I was not that "gentle" spirit like some girls I know, and even some I am friends with. I always wanted to be patient, gentle, soft spoken, and walk with a calm confidence... BUT... I am not and I don't. I am not mean or harsh - I am just... well... wild. I am often reminded that I am wild, like when I was at my sister's recently and her youngest daughter was laughing and said, "Aunt Katie, you are so crazy!" then turned to Hillary, my sister, and said, "Mom, why is Katie so fun and crazy and you are like..." and Hillary said, "Boring?" Ha! We all cracked up! Then my sister said, "I am more conservative, Katie is more, well, wild!"
It is true. I am independent, I am a dare devil, I talk too loud, I take risks, I laugh too much, I play hard, I fight for what I want, I am impatient, and interrupt often. My challenge was how I was going to raise a daughter to be something opposite of myself? I was not going to act all day so the idea was to make some real changes for myself. I can honestly say that in some areas, I feel I have grown - a lot. But even with all of that - I still walk in a room full of other girls, and feel like the wild one!
Recently, I have had a lot of time with Bailey in play scenarios and have made some observations... Bailey is loud, she is silly, she plays hard, she fights for what she wants, she is a risk taker, she has very little patience, she is a dare-devil and she is definitely independent. She is just like me.
Or is she?
As many know, we adopted Bailey and it was a long process in which we were selected by a birthmother. I have blogged before about her birthmother, but now more than ever, it is all coming together. What a brilliant God I serve. When Bailey's birthmother walked in the room for the first time, my initial reaction was "that is me". I felt as if I was looking in the mirror. I never thought that maybe that is why she chose us - because I reminded her of, well, HER! Or is this why God brought us together? Was it He who blessed me with a daughter that would have such similar attributes as myself only to teach me to LOVE the way I am and how He made me? Yes. I think so.
As many know, we adopted Bailey and it was a long process in which we were selected by a birthmother. I have blogged before about her birthmother, but now more than ever, it is all coming together. What a brilliant God I serve. When Bailey's birthmother walked in the room for the first time, my initial reaction was "that is me". I felt as if I was looking in the mirror. I never thought that maybe that is why she chose us - because I reminded her of, well, HER! Or is this why God brought us together? Was it He who blessed me with a daughter that would have such similar attributes as myself only to teach me to LOVE the way I am and how He made me? Yes. I think so.
Everyday I see myself in Bailey and also see her birthmother whom I feel is so much like myself as well. God was too wise to put a soft spirit in this house - he knew I was too wild :) Bailey is like me and is CRAZY! During play dates, she loves to SCREAM, run, kick the soccer ball, fall, laugh, and be free. Some kids are calm and timid. Not Bailey. She is just like her mama :)
I was driving and the Flo-rida song "Wild Ones" came on. I looked in the rearview mirror at Bailey pumping her arms to the song and cracking up. It hit me. We are the wild ones... I always knew it :)
So I am going to embrace her wild side and make sure that it is directed towards a positive place. Here's to you B! We ARE the wild ones!
So I am going to embrace her wild side and make sure that it is directed towards a positive place. Here's to you B! We ARE the wild ones!
I like crazy, foolish, stupid
Party going wild, fist pumping music
I might lose it
Blast to the roof, that's how we do it
I am a wild one
Tame me now
Running with wolves
and I'm on the prowl...
Related posts:
http://coopercrib.blogspot.com/2011/06/child-of-god.html
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| Right out of bed - wild ones dance :) |
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| Wild Ones eat standing up! |
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| Wild Ones spin in circles until they are dizzy... |
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| Wild Ones wear skinny jeans - No, I just thought she looked like such a little hipster :) |
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| Wild Ones GIGGLE! |
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| Wild Ones have awesome Godfathers ;) |
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| Wild Ones tear open gifts! |
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| Wild Ones like to point at stuff |
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| Wild Ones eat greek salads ;) ha! |
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| Wild Ones scream for bananas in the grocery store until the produce man gives them a free one :)
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