This was her then.
This is her now
Meg is nine. She wishes she were a teenager. I don't know if it's being the oldest or if it is just being her but she wants to be so grown up. I want her to be so little. I've had her at home with me more than half the time I will most likely get her. :( Heartbreaking! She constantly asks if she can wear makeup. She always says, just a little? just some blush? She wants to wear big hoop, dangly earrings. I've told her not till she's older. The other day she even told me she thought she should pluck her eyebrows. I worry to death over this girl. I hate the pressure of the world/media on young girls. I'm trying desperately to instill in her that what is important is on the inside rather than on the outside.
Meg is super shy. Especially around adults she doesn't know. I've seen her at work at school though and she isn't shy with kids there. She is friendly with everyone and tries to include everyone. She is always telling me about different friends. She is trying to watch out for people who don't have friends.
Meg is super sensitive and aware of other peoples feelings. She doesn't want to offend anyone especially her friends. She will go out of her way to not hurt one of her friends feelings even if it means she gets hurt instead.
She is fiercely protective of her dad. They have always had a special bond. She seems to be very intune with his feelings and wants to keep him happy. If her dad ever needs someone to come along with him on an adventure, Meg is there. She has gone really late at night in freezing cold weather to a Christmas mass with him...twice. She went all over back east with him this year because Gracie was hard to go places with and Adin would rather just stay at Grandmas and play wii, so they went off and did all sorts of fun things together. One time in the car, Adin teased Brian about a mole on his head and how "huge" it was. Meg immediately scolded Adin (as did I), but Meg thought she saw in the rear view mirror that Brian was crying (he wasn't), but she started bawling in the back seat.
Meg is courageous. This last year she got a ribbon for her science fair project and a medal for her reflections entry. I am always trying to protect the kids from disappointment. I hate for them to be sad. I shouldn't. It's part of life, but I did it anyway. She wanted to enter reflections and was sure she could earn a medal. I told her she was only in 3rd grade and competing against all the 3rd-6th graders. I told her her chances of winning weren't good and to not be sad if she didn't win. I told her a few times. Well, she entered and she won a medal. She said, see mom I knew I could even if you didn't believe in me. Awesome parenting moment.
She's an anxious little thing. Right now she is terrified to walk down the hall in school in the morning to hang her backpack up. She worries about it every morning. What if one of the teachers stops me and tells me to go outside. I tell her to tell them her teacher lets her hang her backpack up before she goes outside, and that sends her into panics. She has trouble standing up for herself. Until this year she has been terrified to talk to her teachers. If she doesn't understand something she just can't speak up. It would literally terrify her. She loves her teacher this year (Mrs. Harris) as do I, and she has told me of instances where she has to talk to her and she is getting bolder.
She is Adin's second mother in not a good way. She is always on top of him. The older he gets the less he takes it from her. It's led to two siblings who fight quite a bit, but I'm holding out hope that they will be close someday. They do have little glimpses of wonderful moments together. She also is a tease and likes to push all the right buttons with Adin until his lashes out. It's awesome.
She is Grace's second mother in a great way. She adores that little baby. She can't get enough of her. It makes me so happy we had Grace because I love how happy she has made Meg. Meg helps me so much with her. I can always ask her to entertain her or go get her out of her bed.
She is smart as a whip and an excellent student. She catches on quickly to everything so far and is quite an accomplished reader. She read all the Harry Potter series before she was 9. She's read the Ranger's Apprentice Series and is in the middle of the Percy Jackson series.
She still loves her stuffed animals and insists that they have feelings. She worries if she sleeps with one that the others will be jealous. She will also instantly attach to a stuffed animal she sees on a shelf at the store and is sure that she is the one child in the entire world that is meant to save that stuffed animal and bring him home. This has created disaster. I raised her bed up so she has storage for her stuffed animals underneath. She has so many. 100s. Ridiculous. I try to go through them occasionally and donate the ones I don't think she uses. This has been disastrous on a few occasions when she comes asking if I've seen a specific animal.
She loves real animals. She is best buddies with her bird Henry. Henry loves her and is so attached to her. She would have so many animals if she had a supportive mother. I just don't like pets. :(
She loves to climb trees and do "flips" on bars at the playground. She likes to ride her bike. She likes to bake. She loves playing makeup games on my kindle. She currently likes a band called Big Time Rush. She loves steak. She loves Texas Roadhouse and Chuckarama.
She tries hard to be good. She is quick to apologize to me if she is ever disrespectful or mean. She tries so hard to make good choices. She says great thoughtful prayers and has faith that they will be answered.
She can't stand the way people chew. She doesn't eat breakfast with me and Adin because she is particularly grumpy in the morning and canNOT stand us chewing (politely with our mouths shut even). She also get's annoyed if Brian is breathing heavy after a workout. Silly girl.
She loves to wrestle. She is always begging to be tickled or wrestled in some way.
She doesn't outwardly give a lot of affection, but I can tell she loves to be on the receiving end of affection.
I feel like I'm probably missing so many things about this amazing girl. I love her so much. I am so amazingly blessed to be her mother and that thought crosses my mind at least once a day. She scares me because she is my oldest and I don't want to ruin her and more often than not I feel like I have not idea what I'm doing, but I'm sure trying my darndest. love, Love, LOVE this girl.
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