Somewhere along the line, my babies who needed me for everything, from sleeping to eating to diaper changes to constant cuddles, they grew into these little people who talk to me and each other and friends and strangers, who ask for things and love school and play make-believe and try to be independent.
There was a good chunk of time when I was a serious scrooge around the holidays. I dreaded this time of year and denounced it's excess and consumerism. Since having my daughter, I've experienced a complete 180. Instead of "bah humbug" I'm all about the "Ho, Ho, Ho!" Here are the top five ways my daughter has made me fall in love with the holiday season again.
We can talk about how they make up the whole. How they all want the same thing, are all trying to solve the same problems, meet the same needs. They all have my best interests in mind, but different ideas of how to serve them. I know I have to listen to all of them. They all have valid voices, they all have stories. But they do not all get pens. They don't all get equal say in who this woman is.