National Daughter’s Day Reflective Thoughts and my new favorite song

My social media loves to remind me of the many national “holidays” that I may have recognized in the past. This past week there was national daughter’s day. I do the whole thing, share loving words with some fun pictures saying how much I just love having a daughter. And while these are not lies, this year I couldn’t help but feel a little performative in my posting. Not that I didn’t mean the words I wrote just they don’t tell the whole story. It wasn’t that it was inaccurate. It just wasn’t complete.

What IS complete is that being a mom is the hardest, best thing about me. She teaches me about myself. It’s uncomfortable, infuriating and magic. Often when a women is pregnant with a girl they hear comments like “oh watch out, she’s going to be just like you!” And first of all…ouch. Is being like me really all that bad? But aside from THAT little burn there it isn’t really false. These little versions of us (that aren’t us at all) challenge the safety of our inner children. When my daughter speaks her mind and doesn’t want to go with the crowd my adult self LOVES it. I am so proud of her. My inner child is terrified. This isn’t safe. Because it wasn’t safe for her. What a conflicting experience amiright? Sometimes I don’t respond in those situations and I take care of my internal experience and all is well. But sometimes I DO react. And when that happens I have some repair work to do. With my daughter and with my little self too. And here’s the thing. Its ALL good. It is hard, uncomfortable, infuriating and magical. National Daughters Day is a great day to reflect on the growth my magical soul of a child has done as well as the growth I have experienced as a mother.

I said in my post that her and I were meant for each other. I meant that. That was complete. I am blessed to have the relationship with her that I do but it comes with taking such good care of little me too. And little me had a tough time. So now to my new favorite song. It is a song for my daughter and for little me. Cuz we’re a mess. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

https://youtu.be/tpaqwWGclbI?si=t2B-Q7cNxVOzpBp8