This is Ella, 8 years old, almost 9.
She still craves my love, and also – at times – is purposefully mischievous, mouthy and disobedient. She tells me what she is going to do and has a unique way of intoning that that is the un-budge-able way it’s going to be.
I admire it in one sense. It’s a strength, but I also get frustrated. I could squash it. I could set her straight. Yet each time I do, I take the power she is going to need to keep for herself in this world. I don’t want to do that.
I’m learning to pause, wait, be calm and “okay.” I say it like, “Show me…”
Not easy, but simple. The more I do practice that type of response, the more I’m learning to trust her.
I remind myself that my relationship with Ella is the most important female relationship I have.
I love my daughter!