Here we are, my daughter and I, in our pajamas on a Saturday morning.  I was making a grocery list when she squeezed in next to me on the couch with “her” legal pad and started to color.  It was ridiculously, adorable and heart breaking, so Jazz took a photo.  And it was cute.  But it was also kind of scary.  She was copying me. And that forces me to think about who exactly it was that  she was copying and how that affects my role as a mother. Because I am a human being who has insecurities and flaws and baggage and fear.  I don’t want my daughter to have those things.  Can’t she just copy me when it’s cute?

This is no new epiphany or huge breakthrough that has brought me to my knees.  I already knew that parents set an example for their children.  But a simple reminder like this helps me to remember that I have control of the person my daughter is copying.  The things about myself that I don’t want her to copy, I can change.  I can move forward and conquer and gain confidence and get brave.  And maybe that’s what parenting is?  Being the kind of person you want your children to copy.  And out of all the sleepless nights, breastfeeding mishaps, potty training horrors and temper tantrums, being that kind of person is the most difficult task of parenting, by far.

So I leave you with one question.  Are you the kind of person you want your children to copy?



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