On Sunday, I went shopping with my daughter. That doesn’t sound all that unusual, except that we were shopping for maternity clothes; she’s pregnant, expecting her first child.
Today, I am thankful for sharing this experience with her.
My daughter is quite self-sufficient. She even reminded me on Sunday that I raised her to be so (true, that!). While that quality has served her well in both her personal and professional lives, it also means that she doesn’t require a lot of “mothering,” so to speak. As a result, the times when we do something together, as mother and daughter, take on even greater meaning for me.
A wonderful memory was made on Sunday. I carried clothing choices while she browsed, I sat outside the changing room while she modeled, I offered input when asked from ” Oh, that looks cute!” to “Are you sure that isn’t too tight? Baby’s still growing!” It wasn’t anything that Moms all across the globe haven’t done in some form or fashion.
Yet, it was the first time for her and I. And, firsts don’t come along too often anymore. I will cherish this one for a long time.
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