Monday, August 2, 2010
A Chance to be Brave
I'm reminded almost everyday of the things my daughter didn't get simply because she was the second child. I try not feel guilty about it, her experiences have not been wrong, or harmful, they were different. She is different. Our circumstances and life were/are different.
One of those areas she is lacking, is what my husband refers to as "being brave".
As a first child you have lots of opportunities to be brave. When mommy leaves the room, when your left alone with a babysitter, when daddy takes you out without mommy. As a second child there are fewer of those opportunities. When mommy leaves the room your brother is there to hand you the toy. When mommy leaves you with a sitter your brother says it's okay, she'll be back soon. You always have someone there to sing to you in the dark or hold your hand when you enter a new place. Someone to make you feel safe and comfortable when you need a little extra boost.
My son is good at being brave for himself and his sister.
Today she gets a chance to be brave herself. Today she is starting VBS. It's her first drop off class. She has been doing gymnastics for a year now and while mommy isn't in class with her anymore I walk her in, I sit right outside the window and she can see me, come to me if needed. Today she will be dropped off. Left with a teacher and hopefully will have a great time. Mommy will still be there, I'm working in the kitchen. Her brother will be there too in another group. It's being held at the school she will start at in the fall. It's a familiar place with some familiar faces, I'm hoping it will help her be brave.
I know she is ready for this, this next step of growing up. I just need to convince her that she is brave, she hasn't had much practice at it.