Tuesday, September 27, 2011
The Four Hardest Words
It's not the load that breaks you down,
it's the way you carry it.
I sit and watch THE DIVA figure things out. She wants to do everything herself. She gets mad if she can't figure it out. She gets mad if she can't something to do exactly what she wants. She gets fiercely mad. (I wonder where she gets that from?? Shut up) And she is so proud of herself when it all works out to her DIVA satisfaction. But the one thing she, 9 times out of 10, will refuse to say is, "Can you help me?"
I know exactly whom she gets that lovely trait from. I'm a do it myself girl. I hate hate asking for help. Relying on other people? No thanks.
Oh but the Boy Wonder has taught me, I must ask for help. I can not do this alone. It has gotten easier not quite 4 years in to ask for help for him.
And now almost 4 years in, I am learning to ask for help for me. From the Mamas. From a few other very special people.
If you're just starting out on this road, ask for help. Take help that's offered. If not for you, do it for your kids. In watching THE DIVA struggle and refusing to ask for help, I've learned I need to ask so she can learn to ask for help.