My daughter is a carbon copy of myself. She’s a picky eater with a short fuse who likes to draw and order things off of Amazon. That pretty much sums up my life.
There are a few things I hope my daughter doesn’t get from me:
- My lack of patience.
- My anxiety.
- My spending habits.
Then maybe there are a couple I hope she does:
- My drive and persistence.
- My organization habits.
I hope my daughter doesn’t inherit my mental illness although I know it’s a possibility – mental illness runs in families. She has witnessed my symptoms, my bad days, and the effect it has on our family. All I can show her at this point is hope. I’m in treatment and there are more good days than bad.
My husband is the most stable person I know and I hope my daughter gets his disposition. He’s calm, patient, and good with people.
My daughter seems to take after so many different people in our family. She likes the outdoors like her aunt, flowers like her pop pop, and cats like her daddy. She looks like her grandma.
Kids are fun when they’re little but I actually enjoy watching my daughter grow up. Every day we learn something new about her likes, dislikes, and personality. She’s a part of our family but becoming her own person as well.
I’m so proud of her.
For those of you with little ones in your life, what do you hope they will inherit from you? If your little ones are grown up, how did they take after your family?