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I am a pretty brave person. I will shoo the big spiders outside, have no problem speaking in front of large groups, and have had 10 inches cut off my hair ….all at once!
I still have fears though. Many of them loitering around from the “olden days” (aka before kids)!
Part of my new year’s resolution this year was to stop living my life in fear, or even within my comfort zone. I have done pretty well stretching myself, and am amazed by what I have learned by leaping into these new challenges.
But this weekend, I really threw caution to the wind!
It may not be a big thing to many, but almost 20 years ago I stopped waterskiing, something I had done almost every day of the summer from age 6 up. Unfortunately a bad accident involving our boat, some spectators and me built such a wall against me skiing, I wouldn’t even let myself try for the last 2 decades.
As the ropes and ski’s came out this weekend, and my little girls watched daddy slalom and turned their eyes to me and asked “mommy, can you ski” I realised that the things I fail to do will never inspire them to try. I want courageous, adventurous daughters. The girls that dive in and play, instead of being scared of getting wet!
So, I tried. And I got up, first try, and I slalomed… easily.
And my girls thought I looked beautiful.
And then my 7 year old tried. And she got up!
She was beautiful!
Later my daughter told me that she doesn’t want to be one of those girls tossing her hair on the beach. That even though they look pretty and they think the boys like them… she wants to have fun and get messy. She also said that she figures this is the best way to me a boy that will be like her daddy; FUN!
Atta girl!
Lately I have been able to take stock and notice that after babies and hormones and life in my 20′s (and 30′s) I am still the person I was. I love knowing that thru all the sleepless nights, breastfeeding exhaustion and pregnancies… I prevailed. ME!
My muscles (brain included) remember!