It has occurred to me that Naomi is going to teach me far more in her lifetime than I will ever teach her. She was teaching me before she was even born… so I thought I would start writing down the gems I’m learning in the hopes I’ll remember all the things to thank her for.
We are all perfect. As soon as I found out I was pregnant I knew Naomi was perfect just the way she was and every time I pick her up it’s reconfirmed for me. By “perfect” I mean complete. I’m not talking about what she looks like (although she is CLEARLY the cutest baby ever) or her personality or any of that. I mean that she has a purity of spirit and somehow I know that is never going to go away.
This doesn’t mean that she is never going to get grounded. Making mistakes and pushing boundaries is all part of the learning process, but there is no mistake she can make that will take away from the fact that at her core, she is whole.
At the risk of sounding cheesy I feel like my job as her mother is to help her remember this as she grows.
It’s easy to forget. When I look around now and look at friends, family, the guy who makes my coffee, John… I can see them as babies. I now know that they too are perfect. From the looks on their faces I can see that most of them have forgotten this, but whether they believe it or not it’s true.
By extension this means that I am perfect as well. I know my parents see me this way, meaning I know they see me as whole. It is very difficult to see myself as perfect, but if I am going to teach Naomi this about herself I need to recognize and live that completeness in my life.
Thank you for the lesson, pumpkin!
Age: 1 month, 2 days