Children are a bit like mirrors for us mothers, I think. How many times have you found yourself looking into a little echo of your own heart and life in the shape of your child?
My little man has his mother’s handicap of result-dependant laziness – of getting easily frustrated and disgusted by less-than-desired results and giving up, prematurely and often in tears.
He is learning to crawl – or, rather, he gets himself halfway across the floor by means of some rather ingenous movements and positional contortions and then gives up, three ‘steps’ from his destination.
I wonder… How often do I give up so close to the goal?
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