We have butted heads with each other since she was 3. She's 9 1/2 now. Yep, we've had many, many difficult days. We are so much alike. Stubborn. Hard headed. Determined.
I've prayed a lot about this situation. Why must our relationship be so stinking difficult? It would be so nice if we actually loved being with each other. It makes be sad to feel like all our time is spent being angry with each other. One day down the road, how will she describe our relationship during her growing-up-years? Oh my. I want her to have happy memories, and not those of a mom who was always on her case.
Lately, things are on the upswing. We are happy. I am relaxed. Her behavior is shaping up.
Today, I took this picture of Chloe. I knew she looked pretty, but it wasn't until I actually saw the picture on my computer screen that I realized - "Whoa! This is a glimpse into our future!". She looks so grown-up here. I want our next 9 years together to be so special. Ones that we will both treasure.
So, Clo...thanks for making me a momma first. Here's to the next 9 years. Let's make them the best ones ever! I love you more than you know!
