Now every Friday, Ariel has her home school fine arts classes. The first one was last Friday and she and I went alone. She was excited and anxious, but it was a normal-type of anxious. Today I had to take the boys with us and this brought on another set of anxieties for her. She is naturally a leader in our home. She steps up to the mother role even when I have told her that she does not need to do it – I used to and still do the same thing. If I am out and about and see a child in need of assistance, I help. If I feel, they are in danger I respond. If I cannot see a parent, I keep an eye on the child and locate the parent.
I have done this since; I was a very little child.
It was one of the many reasons why my mom used to say that I was “five going on 30.” I see the same thing in Ariel, but I have this instinct to “let her be a child.” As we were gearing up to leave, I could see the concern and worry start to flood her mind. Her eyes were looking at the boys and she was telling them, to get their shoes on, stop messing with the things they were not supposed to, and letting them know that they needed to focus so we would not be late. I quickly stepped in and told her not to worry that I was handling everything.
She took in a deep breath and said, “Ok, mom.”Continued ... Giving Ariel “Her” Days
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