Raising a Jumper

Lil'Gal is a lot like me.  And, by a LOT I mean a lot.  I do what I wanna' do, how I wanna' do it and don't try to tell me otherwise or be prepared to verbally fence with me over the logic.

As a child her age, however, I was not true to myself.  This was due to the fact that my childhood was...well, not. good.  You know those Lifetime movies where the child comes from such hardship, such misery, such a struggle and finally triumphs in the end?  Yeah.  Well, I lived it.  And, it wasn't that pretty and all wrapped up in Kleenex commercials either.

That said.  Once I got old enough to have a voice, I used it.  And, I haven't stopped.  And, it drives me nutty that Lil'Gal will not follow the rules and tests every boundary; having no respect for the word "NO". In this way she and I are POLAR opposites.  I like lines drawn, black, white, no gray.  I's dotted, T's crossed and no extra curly cues.  [Unless you feed me wine or some other spirit; then, I'm much more pliable -- LOL!]  Ha ha!

I just caught another pun in that one; double pun = strike one up for FW creativity with words. :-D

Raising a Jumper.  This is what Lil'Gal is.  She's a jumper.  She is not afraid of life.  Though, she deals with some physical hardships that sometime wane her emotional strength and sometime cause her a moment of pause, she never doubts herself.  And, she never gives up.  Believe me, if you know her you know you'd cry 'uncle' just due to the sake that you were exhausted from the battle/struggle/debate.

She might on occasion develop a sudden case of the shys but it is fleeting and only related to her age.  When she's reached adulthood?  Hear her roar, oh yes we will.  She is head strong and determined and she jumps right into life.  In every aspect.

She's a jumper.  And, as I watch her and struggle to deal with her mental strength and strong will; trying to teach her that there are indeed boundaries that must be respected and enforced, I see so much of myself in her.  Only she is free-er to implement this part of her personality from the start.

She won't be told, she won't be fenced in, and she won't be easily influenced.  Like a wild horse who refuses to be broken.  She jumps into the group and I often find in the end she's running the show.  So all of this hard-part-of-parenting is so totally worth it.  Sure, I'm going gray at an early age (okay, not that early).  Sure we share temper tantrums.  But, one day....  one day not that far from now.....

She's going to jump herself right into success.  She's going to dive right in and find love and a life to be proud of.

So what are the rest of us waiting for?  We only live one life (that I know of so far).  So, be a jumper.
[Sound my my splash as I jump right in.]

Raising a Jumper