It’s been nearly a year since I wrote about this topic, and my how things have changed. If we thought Cha Cha was strong willed before, then we absolutely, without a doubt, and whole heartedly know this to be true now. But here’s the thing. At what point did “strong-willed” become synonymous with “bad-behaved,” or “stubborn,” or even worse – “problem child?” My child is anything but a problem. My child is strong-willed, Yes. But she’s also mind-blowingly perceptive, and what if some day she wakes up and starts perceiving that this world isn’t meant for her? That her strong will is yet another thing society tells us we need to correct for her to “fit in.” Well screw fitting in (pardon my French). I honestly think we need more children like Cha Cha, and here’s why…
3 Reasons I’m Proud to Have a Strong Willed Child
She won’t take crap from nobody
How many times did I hear my mom growing up say how much she worried about me more than my brothers, because I was a girl? Thousands, I tell you. I know she didn’t mean it in a bad way, but honestly why did she feel this way? Was it because I was a girl – maybe. But it was also because I wasn’t like Cha Cha. I was quick to back down from a fight – until I learned years later the hard way that high school girls can be cruel. But worry? About Cha Cha? Nahhh. Heck, we even joke that instead of her big bro sticking up for her – she’ll be the one bowing up and defending him to a bully someday ?
She laughs in the face of danger
I know, I know – danger is the root word of dangerous. Meaning peril or harmful. But it also means risk. And if there’s one thing my dad taught me over and over again before he passed away – it was that life was worth taking risks. To not be so scared and to always regret something I did, and not something I didn’t do. Well, something tells me he’s looking down from heaven just smiling ear to ear at his “risk-taking” granddaughter ? I promise dad to always push her to take risks in life – as long as she doesn’t give me a heart attack along with it ?
She knows who she is
Be honest. How long did it take you to truly know who you are? I’m not talking some silly horoscope. I’m talking really truly knowing all that you’re capable of. My guess is it took well into your adulthood like it did for me, and often times we struggle unnecessarily because of it. I can safely say at 1 year and 363 days old – Cha Cha knows exactly who she is. She’s also made darn well sure everyone around her knows as well, haha. She’s fierce, yet timid at times. She’s silly, yet can give you a serious stink eye. She’s outgoing, yet standoffish. She’s sweet, yet ready to pinch at any time. And we love her for it.
Don’t get me wrong. It’s not all lollipops and rainbows 24/7/365.
Yes, she’s harder to parent. I’m up for the challenge.
Yes, she makes me want to pull my hair out 20,342 times a day. Good thing I’ve got a lot of hair.
Yes, she likes to think she’s in charge. Trust me, she’s not.
Yes, she tests her limits like she’s got a death wish. Thank God for coordination.
And yes, she may seem all hard on the outside – but she still needs her mama and I need her.
I needed her more in my life than I think I’ll ever know. That’s why, instead of looking at her strong will as a burden – I’ll always try to see it as a gift. A gift to us, to her, and to the world. Because someday, she’ll move mountains.