The Great One

This story is appropriate because I really wanted to capture the essence of each of my kids. My oldest is Gabriella Leona (the Lion and yes she is). She is the one that I refer to as my drama mama. And I can say that because she is, unfortunately, exactly like me. She may look more like my husband, but her inside wiring is all me. So here is an example of a conversation that we had. Mind you we probably have at least three of these a day.

G: "Do you have that thing from yesterday?"
Mom: "What thing?"
G: "You know the thing that I was holding in my hand yesterday."
Mom: "Gab help me out a little. Is this a book, stuffed animal, what??"
G: "Ugh you know what I'm talking about!"
Mom: "I really don't. You held a million things yesterday."

I will spare you the rest. This usually goes on another 10 minutes or so, the voices get louder, the patience levels diminish, and it usually ends in two people being somewhat unsatisfied and angry. The problem is that sometimes I really do know exactly what she is talking about. So she expects the mind reading skills to be working 100% of the time. And I in turn expect her to know what I'm talking about.

I am the first to admit that I am the worst person to help her out of a spiral of confusion. But I am also the one that understands her. I am her. I made her. And in all the shuffle, my husband's calm and rational genes just flushed right out. She is passionate and loving and someone you will definitely want to room with in college. Gab has all the traits I love in myself and the ones I hate. She is a reminder of what I need to change and work on.

So if we survive her growing up (which we will) I know that we will be the best of friends. It's wonderful when you find someone that is just like you. It's like talking to yourself, but someone actually answers. But wrestling with yourself on a daily basis is the hardest part. However, if we can help each other through our character flaws and both grow up to be better people, how awesome we will be.