It was a shock and a delight (she made me laugh) when over the holiday one of my Millie's request was to see Cece "naked." I am not from that time when we bared all, around our kids. I had already struggled with a similar request when, at one, she had grabbed my shirt and raised it to blow bubbles on my belly.
I immediately went into a whole host of thoughts:
I need to set limits over her over boundaries;
Why am I so up tight about a natural exploration of a human body:
Is this really my issue as not liking a sixty year old belly the way I liked my twenty year old belly;
I am back to; 'Do I accept myself as I am.";
What am I going to do about it if I don't;
Why should any of this be her issue?
I still couldn't go with the belly bubbles at age one and found that at age two I could remember how artfully my mom had been able to totally change clothes right in front of me without me ever seeing a thing.
I can't wait to see what other limits she tests!
I can't wait to see how she opens my heart to being more open..
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