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Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

19 Years Ago Today....

I gave birth to my 2nd and last child. A momentous occasion. The Ultrasound said the baby was a boy. I already had a boy. I really wanted a girl because for health reasons I was told to only have 2 babies. Needless to say I got over my disappointment pulled out all my 1st son's clothes and picked a boy's name. 2 boys...I was fine with it since I was lucky enough to be able to have children and all the tests said the baby was going to be healthy.

Well when the doctor held the baby up during delivery and said it's a girl I almost passed out! My last child was a daughter! Wasn't she a huge and lovely surprise!
Wow do I look young here. I was 26.
Me, my 2 year old son and new daughter.
My beautiful daughter today.
Happy 19th Birthday Seneca!

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Driving Miss Diva - The Background

O.k. it started like this:

My daughter, pounding up the stairs just home from school, "Mommmmm, can you take me driving today?!"

Me, hanging head and cringing. "Umm, yeah I think I'll have time later"
Now I've been through this last year with my son and 15 years ago with my baby brother. So I knew this was coming and I do have previous experience, but there is just something different about your daughter driving. I don't know if it's because she's my baby or a girl.

Now I'm all for women's rights and women can do anything men can do, but I feel strangely protective of her in a way I didn't with my son. I've spent time thinking about this and here are some reasons I've come up with. As much as I hate to admit it I do have a double standard when it comes to my children. And I think it really comes from a physical standpoint.

The Girl:

My 16 year old daughter stands 5' 4" and weighs 110 pounds. (she's 4 inches shorter than me)

Without make-up on she looks 11.

I own a mid-size SUV and she can't see over the steering wheel.

She is severely anxious about new situations and events. (it took her 2 months to get the courage to go to the DMV and take the permit test)

The Boy:

My 18 year old son stands 6' and weighs about 190 pounds.

Has a man-sized body and looks 25.

He is very confident (perhaps overly) in most everything he does.

The physical issue is probably all in my head because my daughter is an athlete and is tremendously strong for her size. But I can't help wanting to protect her! I guess it all comes down to the fact that I'm just not ready for her to grow up yet.

Stay tuned for further installments of "Driving Miss Diva".

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