Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Just Like Other Kids... but different




       My daughter is just like other kids… but different. But aren’t we all. We are all different and our differences are caused by many things: our upbringing, our religion, where we live, and sometimes… genetics. I’m not going to lie. I work with small children, ages 0 to 3 on a daily basis and sometimes when I see younger children do things like walking so easily a little part of my heart breaks. It breaks because I see how badly my daughter wants to run and play and how hard it is for her to coordinate her little muscles. The more I work with my kids at work and the more I come home to my little Natalie, the more I realize things are not going to be easy for her.


On those days I’m comforted by a quote that has had a special significance in my life: “A talent is formed in stillness. Character in the world’s torrent.” –Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe. 


      My daughter is going to have one amazing character. I can already see it. She’s persistent, stubborn to the point that no one is going to talk that girl into something she doesn’t think is right (right now it’s wearing shoes), she has a contagious smile and a laugh that can make anyone join in. She sometimes has meltdowns… usually over chocolate bunnies and mommy’s reluctance to let her eat an entire one in one sitting but when the meltdown is over its all hugs and “mom kiss”. She loves clothes, purses, sticker books, books in general, and Animals. Oh buddy does she love animals. She shows kindness to others in a way I haven’t seen in many other toddlers, almost like she knows when someone is having a bad day. I’ll share one such story:


     We took Natalie to my sister's Halloween Party at work (She works at a nursing home). We had Natalie in her new walker so she could walk around. Now anyone who knows Natalie knows she doesn't just go up to just anyone, let alone smile and reach out for their hands, but there was an old lady sitting by herself against the wall and Natalie walked right up to her, smiled real big and grabbed her hands. We invited the old lady to come over and eat with us and Natibug was just all about this lady. Come to find out she had just moved into the nursing home that day, she didn't know anyone and was feeling lonely and she said Natalie had made her entire day.

I have never been more proud of my child than in that moment. And it’s a memory I will take with me to my grave.

     Natalie is almost two and no she can’t do everything that most kids her age can- YET. But who my daughter is isn’t measured by what she can’t do. It’s measured in the smiles, the kindness she shows to others, the persistence and most definitely the stubbornness that make up her character already.  And if this is what her present is I can only imagine how bright her future will be.