So I’ve been playing mommy for the past three months and it’s fascinating to watch this little one grow up. She’s been stuck with the nickname Fatima Rex or just Rex. Why? My 18 years old, eejit of a brother (whom I love very much) told some toddlers in my mother’s daycare that the baby is a dinosaur, so they think she’s a t-rex, hence Rexie or Rex. Lol. She sticks her tongue out a lot, much to the delight of the children, they all yell “Oh my God, I didn’t know dinosaurs have tongues, look!”
I was inspired to do this post because of watching my father with Rex, and also for those parents who got it wrong the first time. When I was little, I was a daddy’s girl. I went almost everywhere with him, up on his shoulders, Princess Nikki. When I was born, the nurses placed me in the little bed/cradle by my mother as she slept. My mother woke up to a nurse mumbling, “Hmm, I bet her father came in here and did this!” My mom looked over and my dad had placed a little pillow in there for me, because he didn’t “like how they laid his baby all flat like that!” Haha.
In my teen years, I became my mother’s bestfriend because you can talk to your mother about anything. My father and I are still close, but it’s not the same as when I was a little girl. I see my father now with Rex and it’s amazing how he’s so loving and gentle with her. When she cries, he’s the first one to pick her up. When she’s sick, he looks worried and ridiculously empathetic. When she coos and smiles at him, his whole world seems to light up. I guess I can see in his eyes what it was like when I was little. She sleeps on his chest most days, just like I used to. She’s five months old and she plays him like a fiddle. She’ll cry and look around the room for him. Of course he comes running and she kicks her legs and smiles. I’m not a little girl anymore and I never realized or thought that he missed his own baby girl.
There are many people out there who may not have done the right thing by their child/ren, hopefully they get the chance to experience and correct their mistakes by being better grandparents than they were parents. Give them the chance if you fall into that category. Let them have that second chance.