Someone asked me the other day, why it was, that I called my daughter my “mini human”. I figure if someone that knows me in person asks, people that read this blog and follow along with my photography might be asking themselves the same thing.
Why? Well, the answer is simple. I’m a mommy. Wait, just listen before commenting..
I love my daughter. She’s the most amazing person I’ve ever met. However, she’s also her own mini human being. Full of all the emotions and stresses and moods that us adult humans have. They’re just much newer to everything, so sometimes, what we see as trivial, might actually be “the worst thing that’s ever happened”, or “the best thing that’s ever happened”. For this reason, I call her my mini human.
When I’m getting really frustrated with a situation, it helps remind me that she’s just a littler version of me, without the 30 (almost 31) years of experience. It helps give me that 2 second pause that I sometimes need. I just want to be the best mommy for my daughter, and reminding myself she’s just another human, it makes it easier for me to see through her “dramatic 8 year old” behavior and figure out what the real problem is.
I’m not going to tell you we never argue, or yell. I will tell you that it has helped me change the way I view situations. I want to teach my mini human that compassion and empathy are good qualities to have, among others. The best way to teach her, is to show her through example. Treating her like she’s another human being, who needs love and understanding when she’s feeling frustrated, and who doesn’t have as much experience with figuring out how her actions and words affect other people, will help her figure out what kind of human being she wants to be.
“Auntie, let me eat my fruit salad.” – Nephew 2
“Mom. I want to go play Minecraft now.” – My Mini Human