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A Watched Pot


Monday, August 04, 2014

I always get compliments from teachers that my daughter acts her age- that she's enjoyed her childhood and doesn't seem to try to act as if she's older, which apparently a lot of youth do.

I worry about her, though, because I'm afraid she won't fit in very well being that way. Honestly, a lot of times she doesn't.

She has a natural enthusiasm for things, gets a little too excited (but then again, I get excited over rocks, sticks or feathers on my hiking excursions).

She's going to middle school this year, and my heart aches for her. Middle school was fun for me- I was actually very quiet before that. I met a diverse population of people, and found boys. I bloomed, sang, rode bikes and loved it. I hope she does too.

Anyway, I've been stressing all summer about this. Back-stabbing girlfriends, periods, boyfriends, heartbreak , dances...all things she's never experienced.

The other day she was making ramen, and she told me, in a voice beyond her years " I guess it's true what they say- a watched pot never boils".

and a part of my soul cracked.


And then a second later she glee-fully said "Oh wait, it does!" emoticon



I will watch you, pot. And I will smile and exclaim when you boil, and I will be patient when you simmer, and I will pay attention to you when you do. nothing. at. all. I will be thankful I have a pot at all.

And I will know there's a possibility of good stuff cooking in there, always. When you boil over, or when you burn. Even when you tell me you're cold, or empty, or just tired of me watching you.

I will be thankful I have a pot at all.


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ANI2014 8/5/2014 2:22AM

    I was in your same position a few years ago. My daughter is now going to grade twelve in September! Cherish her innocent enthusiasm and naivety while you can 😃 I promise she'll grow up before you know it and you'll wonder why you were worried 💗

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DESERTDREAMERS 8/4/2014 2:16PM

    Very sweet!

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FIT4MEIN2013 8/4/2014 12:30PM

    Shay, your writing style is amazing. Yes, it hurts to have children, and the worst hurt is when we feel their pain. But we cannot, SHOULD not protect them from it. It enables them to grow and become responsible adults. If they don't feel pain, they will have no empathy for others.

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SPEDED2 8/4/2014 9:38AM

    Take comfort in the fact that she's happy with who she is and that she's not trying to be something she isn't. The pot will boil: all too soon. emoticon


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TWESTEN1 8/4/2014 7:16AM

    I think one of the hardest things in life is being a mom.
We feel every hurt that our children go through & it's horrible when we can't make everything "all better". My daughter is going into 9th and it is tough. There are a lot of mean kids out there. But I always told both of my children - there are mean kids b/c they usually come from a family without love. Not always, but a lot of times.
Sounds like you are another wonderful mom & will be there for your daughter through all things. It also sounds like she is going to do just FINE!

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BUTTONPOPPER1 8/4/2014 6:47AM

    Oh, Sparkasaurus! You are at such a poignant turning point. I wish I could offer words of comfort, like "Don't worry" or "Take it easy," but I'm sure that, like me, from the moment you first saw your daughter, you understood that you would never again have a day completely free of worry. Love hurts! It hurts so much! But you are right--it is worth it!

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FORZACHANDMATT 8/4/2014 4:54AM

    This made me tear up - so beautiful! I hope all goes well for her in middle school.

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LYNMEINDERS 8/4/2014 4:39AM

    Truly thankful....
Daughters are special....

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