Mama's Ruby Slippers
My little peanut is about to turn 3, and I've been reflecting on this motherhood journey a lot lately. These last few years, I've often felt like Dorothy, crash-landing in a strange world and trying like crazy to get my bearings. Today I'm excited to share a recent essay of mine on the Kindred Mom blog about remembering that we just might already have everything we ever needed.
"The other day my husband worked a particularly long day. It doesn’t happen very often, but when it does, I do a little bit of hand wringing. Sixteen hours with just me and the toddler? I love my daughter and I love being home with her, but even mom can lose her wits from time to time.
It turned out to be a great day, and as we cuddled in bed before falling asleep, I read her a little board book rendition of the Wizard of Oz. She loved the story and started asking questions, so I found her a video of Dorothy and her friends skipping down the Yellow Brick Road.
One video turned into a few, and as we watched, this strange and wistful wave of nostalgia washed over me. It was like all this dormant wonder and amazement awakened inside of me, coming to life nearly twenty-five years later. I was a kid the last time I saw Dorothy, and I felt tears well in my eyes at her tender innocence and vulnerability.
Yet despite all this, there was something else that really got to me. She kept talking about this wizard who was going to fix everything, but all the while she was doing just fine. Dorothy navigated an unknown land all on her own. She made friends who helped her along the way, and she even slapped a lion in the face when the men around her collapsed in fear.
I wanted to turn to someone and say, “Was it always this obvious?” She clearly doesn’t need the wizard. She doesn’t know she already has everything she needs."
Find the full essay here:
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