When I became pregnant with my daughter, two years ago this October, I wished so hard that she would be born healthy.
Being the suspicious type of woman that I am, I would catch those fluffy white floating seeds, close my eyes and wish for my baby’s health, then let the seeds float away on the breeze again. Every kick would bring a sense of comfort, even if it was poking right up into my ribs, as I felt safe in the knowledge my unborn child was very much alive inside me.
And then she was born.
And the wishes became about more than just her health. I now find myself wishing all sorts of things for my daughter, on a daily basis. Here are the top five:
1) Non-wonky joints
If you’ve come here before, you’ll know my daughter is a late walker. And by late, I mean very late. At almost 22 months, my toddler is of the non-toddling variety, which regularly leads to tantrums. It’s frustrating not being able to walk when all your mates are running around, apparently.
Earlier this month we found out the reason for the non-walking. Hyperflexible joints is the issue. Our daughter is too flexible to walk. This means she needs treatment and, possibly, special shoes. The extent of the problem should be made clear when she has a physio assessment.
So, at this moment in time, when I’ve spent an afternoon negotiating tantrums and explained to my very independent little girl that she can’t let go of my hand if she wants to walk around in the garden, because she can’t walk…. Well. I just wish those joints were non-wonky ones.
2) Sass
Not too much. But enough to stick up for herself and be proud to show who she is – whoever that turns out to be. A bit of sass is a good thing, in my opinion.
3) Good taste in shoes
Because a decent pair of shoes will get you far in life.
4) Good taste in partner
For the same reason as above.
5) An appreciation for family and the important things in life
If I could bottle the one thing both myself and my husband have taken away from our respective childhoods, it would be the importance of family. We may not live near our parents, brothers, sisters, best friends, but they’re always with us. Either on the phone, Facebook or in thought. Those are the important things in life. The people we love. I hope I raise my daughter to appreciate this.
In fact, I’d go so far as to say the appreciation for family goes further than the appreciation for a good pair of shoes.
Controversial, I know.
- Family
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awww that’s a lovely post. I was born with a disability which meant I didn’t walk till after I was two so can totally understand. It will make her a stronger person and the moment she takes her first steps on her own will be fabulous. x
Thank you for your lovely comment. x
You forgot to wish that she looks as good as you do. And if there’s any magic left over would you wish that I could as well!
Seems to be a theme about shoes here!
She’ll get there Molly – wait till we proudly get that photo shot of our girls holding hands running naked round the garden!
(or clothed! I’m not fussy)
this comment is getting spammed isnt it!
As if I’d ever spam you! That moment when they walk together holding hands will be snapped with such pleasure.
Aw sweet. Little sassy pants herself will need to be hiding those shoes from Mummy…
She will indeed. Hope she’s a size 5 just like her mother…
Such a lovely post and a beautiful little family you are.
Ah, thank you!
Lovely post, my godson had a similar walking issue he wears special shoes now and runs around like a nutter so there is hope! x
Great to hear from others who’ve been there. Thank you.