By: Brandy Black
Our one and half year old is starting to figure out what she wants and how she wants it. I love her nascent voice; it’s so amazing to watch her grow.
I do the night routine with Sophia, and always read her a story or two before bed. Sometimes Susan will come in and listen and maybe read a few books too. But, when given the choice, Sophia always chooses Mama (me) to read to her. Today my daughter chose Susan. I’m sure this made Susan feel amazing, to be the “chosen one” (no Jewish pun intended). For quite a while now, I have been lucky enough to be the adored mama of choice. It might have something to do with the fact that I carried her in my belly for 9 months and nursed her for another 14. Either way, Sophia and I have been tight. Deep down, I knew there would come a day when the tides would change. I promised myself that I would celebrate it and watch the total pleasure that Susan would get out of our tiny, beautiful, precious little angel choosing her. But today when it happened, well…it made me sad. Just a little piece of my heart broke. Fortunately, with that bitter sadness came a very sweet moment with my wife and my daughter. Such a simple gesture from a child makes you feel like the luckiest and happiest girl in the world. Today she chose you.