Our daughter keeps asking to see photos of me as a baby. She’s fascinated! I keep meaning to dig them out at my parents. (Yes, they actually have them stuck into photo albums, not saved and hidden from view on a hard drive and in ‘clouds’…)
There’s one particular photo of our daughter when she was around 6 months old in her bouncer. She’s the complete and utter, absolute double of me as a baby in this photo (except her eye colour and tone, which are 100% hubby’s – the shape of the eyes and the gaze are absolutely me though…)
I love looking back at photos. It’s fascinating that my baby face started out so soft and unweathered! I wonder now what the first real stress was that I experienced and what effect that had on my features. And then as to how much more stress and lack of sleep over the years contributed to my ‘now’ face! (No, I’m not doing before and after pics!)
But it’s life, isn’t it? It’s what makes us, us.
How we deal with life and stress, of course, can determine how rugged and weathered we look years down the line. Some of it’s genetics but if I knew growing up what I know now about life, about healthy living, about the effects of ‘what goes in, comes out’ (so to speak!), I would very likely have had a different approach, have been kinder to my younger self! Maybe even have taken things more slowly…
I certainly deal with stress in a different way now.
I’m not even sure how I dealt with such things as exams, boys, student life and budgeting.
But nowadays, I choose to relax with candles, yoga, meditation and reiki, and I also eat lots of fruit and veg.
My older, wiser self would, no doubt, be critical of my much younger self.
And as our daughter grows up, I know she takes it all in because she’s asked to do yoga with me. She asks which crystals are which. She notices things. She copies my healthy eating. She copies my attitude to others and adopts my kinder, more patient qualities (hark at me!)
Being a parent is my chance to re-write history, to open doors for our daughter, to open her mind to possibilities that my younger self knew existed.
I’m using my knowledge and turning my story, my history into her-story…
What would you do differently in turning your story into your child’s future history? I’d love to know! Please comment below or tweet me @AllSortsHere