I have been baby-sitting a three year old all day today.
I have always thought of baby-sitting as great birth control–this is what it’s REALLY!!!! like!
This is true for the three year old as well ‘I am not hungry’ she replied when I offered her apple. For us, we’d eat it most of the time.
But for me there was more.
She skipped down the sidewalks
Hummed as she walked behind me
Played with complete strangers
Curled up when she needed comfort
Uncurled when she was comfortable
It is a blaring reminder that we all have that three year old in us. One who makes up stories when reading books, or shouts out lines that have been read to them 100 of times by diligent and patient readers.
I sat there and looked at her as she was sleeping, and now as she is slowly waking up from a need nap as she makes me chest sweat with her body warmth, and wonder if she too will harness her innocence, beauty and inner-spirit.
We as women, mothers, fathers, parents, human beings has the duty to not only enable this spirit with our children in our lives…but also for ourselves. We become the greatest detriment everyday of what the little people in this world become.
As I look at her sleepy little eyes open, I am reminded that perhaps this experience isn’t birth control for me today…rather it’s degrading control. If I am ever blessed with a man in my life and babies…I hope that I am not on a diet, bitching about my weight, hating the way I look and making sure that I put myself last.
Cause really, that kills the 3 year old spirit in anyone.