Sugar Jones invited her daughter to be there as her guest and it was so much fun to see the two of them together since it was my first time meeting the eldest of her children. I watched them interact throughout the day, laughing with each other (sometimes at each other) and I was amazed and touched by the two of them and how they just kept smiling the entire time.
My mom is far away, although I see her and the rest of my family as often as I can, but it just occurred to me - while watching Sugar and her daughter - that I would love to have a mother/daughter relationship like that someday too (a daughter of my own, I mean).
This morning, I found out that one of my pregnant friends is having a girl. She is so excited about the idea of going shopping with her someday, or getting a manicure and seeing "girly" movies together when she's older.
I think about having a second child often. Of course, it's not something that will happen anytime soon, but seeing the mother & daughters together that I know, and spending time with my own mom really encourages that craving, once again.
And then suddenly I recall how very awful I was as a daughter - hormonal, emotional and so, so bitchy. I don't know how my mother ever put up with me. Which only means that if I have another boy, I'll be just as happy.
All parent/child relationships are unique. Some better than others, but I've learned so much from my son, so far, that I can't help but want at least one more.
I can't imagine falling in love with another human being as much as I love my son, but I think it's fair to say that there's enough to go around.
3 comments:
Oh honey... let me tell you about Jazz's hormonal bitchy years. Never thought we'd make it. But I kept being told that it would get better once she got older. It has. I had such a blast hanging out with you and her.
Oh, see that's not fair. I had to deal with my mother's hormonal bitchy years moreso than she did mine. Hahaha. It all turned out alright though I guess.
You two are funny. And adorable together. Glad I got to meet you J.
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