| Life's Hiccups: annoying but necessary |
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| Written by OHmommy | |
| Monday, 09 March 2009 19:00 | |
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Everyone had gathered around the kitchen table, five pastel candles were placed in the center of the cake, and "Happy Birthday" was sung out loud to an anxious little girl. It was a very early celebration acknowledging her birthday with our out-of-town family. "Make a wish, Lola!" Jay gleefully reminded her. She squinted her eyes shut taking the task seriously. The candles were blown out, the wish was made, and she ran away with her older brother. "Come on, come on... I'll tell you Jay!!!" I smiled as she stood up on her toes, cupped her hands over her brother's ear, and giggled a wish she wanted to share with him. Perhaps it was wishing she had a pony, or a new American Girl doll, or perhaps that Hannah Montana actually does show up at her party on Friday. "Tell me too." Very interested in her wish, I encouraged her to tell me. "Mommies can help in making some wishes come true." After negotiating for some time with me she had decided to share her wish. My mother, father, sister, husband, and children anxiously directed their attention to the little girl celebrating her fifth birthday two weeks early. "I wish..." "Yes?" "I wish..." I gazed into her eyes, smiled over at my parents, and couldn't wait for what she had in store. "I wish. I wish you wouldn't scream at me." I am pretty sure my jaw dropped. I know that my heart cried a little. I could not look into the eyes of my loved ones whom were silently eating their pieces of cake. Crushed, I stood up and made my way over to her. "I don't scream. A lot. Right, Lola?" She bit her lip, her smile gone, and sighed out loud before speaking. "Well, no. Not a lot at all, Mama. But when you do I really don't like it." The truth is... that I do scream at her. Not often, but obviously enough for her to wish for it on her fifth birthday. That stubborn, strong willed, confident child is a true testament of my faith however I will make no excuses for myself. I am thankful for these little hiccups in life that open your eyes and validate the truth. "Mommies can make some wishes come true, Lola. I'll try my hardest not to scream and you try your hardest to listen and on your real birthday you can wish for a really big wish." "Okay, Mama." Her smile reappeared. She leaned over into my arms, lifted her hands to cup over my ear, and whispered "Like ice skating lessons?" "Yes." "And a sparkly pink ice skating dress?" "Perhaps." "And real ice skates with real laces?" "Maybe." "And..." "LOLA!!!" |
