Things I Want My Daughter To Know About Me
A little while back, I made a list of Things I Want To Tell My Daughter . Here is another list from me (yes, I am a list maniac) for Baby G. She’s my daughter, my girl. She knows me as mumma, and the smile on her face when she comes looking for me and finds me in the other room, is the kind of stuff heaven is made of. I would not trade it for anything in the world.
She is growing up so fast, and I can’t wait to see her through different phases of life, and be there for her. This, however, makes me want to make a list of things I want her to know about me too. Yes, I am her mumma, but I am also Aditi, a girl who has lived for many years before becoming a proud mother. I want Baby G to know tiny things about me, which might not make a difference in our relationship, but will definitely make her know me better. And when I’m old, or when I’m gone, she will maybe read all that I’ve written and will know me as Aditi. Here’s my list:
- I want her to know that I love her dad. He is the kindest soul I know, he is my real-life hero and he is the one who has and who will always love the both of us more than anything.
- I want Baby G to know that as a kid, I had a thing for books. I read the novels that belonged to my parents, and was often caught. On nights before the exams, I would deftly position a crime novel between my Physics book and read all night. I also stole a few books from relatives and school library and though I don’t want her to do the same, I do hope she loves books too.
- I want her to know that the moment I saw her, all tiny and red and very new, I thought she was the most perfect thing in the world and I cried because I was overwhelmed. Yes, I was very hormonal during that time, and I hope it isn’t a gene I have passed on to her, hee hee.
- I want her to know that I am not a superstitious person, but I believe that she is my lucky charm.
- I want her to know that my biggest fear is being left alone, without love. I don’t know what gave me this unreasonable fear, but the only thing I pray for is to always be with Baby G and her Dad while I’m alive. Morose, I know. But that’s a part of me.
- I want her to know that I believe in Karma, and I hope she does too when she grows up.
- I want her to know that one of my favourite things to do was and is – writing and I sometimes fear that she might not like what I write.
- I want her to know that the top three places I want to travel with her and her Dad are – Disney Land (Florida), Egypt and Greece.
- I want her to know that I always dreamt about having a daughter who will be my soul-sister and now that I have her, I can’t wait for her to grow up so that we can chat, eat popcorn and gossip all night long. Possible, right?
- I want Baby G to know that the three things that make me most happy at the moment, besides her cute smile, are – Losing weight (yes, I confess!), New Books, and (ironically) Lemon Tarts.
- I want her to know that I have wanted a permanent tattoo ever since I was a teenager but I always chicken out at the last moment, fearing pain and / or infection. I will get one soon, though, and it will be her name, obviously.
So here’s my list. I know I will want to add more points to it later, as time goes by. Do you want a similar list to share with your young one? Start now!
Aditi Mathur was born on Feb the 14th and since then it has all been awkward for her. A strong believer of “Whatever!”, an ex-advertising girl, a once-upon-a-time blogger, an out-of-place Army Wife and a real-life social person, she has now given up everything for her adorable almost-nine-months old daughter Gauri (Um, also for Twitter, actually). Stalk her at http://damonologue.blogspot.