Growing up it seemed my mother was OBSESSED with making me fit in. Every difference I had or behavior that caused me to stick out was squashed quickly, not because she really cared, but because she was worried about 'what other people would think of me'.Â
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I took dd to story and music time at the library today for the first time. We were a little late and came in right before they started doing a song. All the little kids were doing the actions that the librarian was doing, and there was my little girl, twirling like a mad woman and trying to tap dance
 My mind suddenly rushed to figure out how to tell her to settle down. I started thinking, oh the other mothers must think she is hyperactive or something, I'm going to get dirty looks. Then I thought, oh god, what am I doing?! She's not hurting anyone, who cares what they think? She loves to dance and was SO proud of herself! I never realized that I do this often in group settings with dd and I need to stop it now. So crazy how things our parents do to us that we hate can crop up again in our own behavior when we have children, huh?








