The Proud Mama

I call this picture “The Proud Mama”.

Yep, that’s my reflection in the mirror in the back of the dance studio. You can see from the look on my face that pride is literally radiating from my being.

Why am I so proud? You may think it’s because I am responsible for birthing this incredibly adorable ballerina. And, yes, that’s part of it. But what I’m most proud of is the fact that my baby girl is doing this. She is participating in her first dance class – her first independent extra-curricular activity, actually – and I couldn’t be happier for her.

You see, when you are the parent of a child with medical issues or special needs you can never take the expectation of a milestone for a certainty. Nothing is guaranteed.

Our days are often filled with anxiety about our children’s futures, not knowing if they will ever be able to do the things that their peers are doing. Because of this, every accomplishment and every typical rite of passage is HUGE for us.

When you wait until your child is two and a half years old to see her take her first steps, not knowing if that day would ever come, you don’t take walking for granted. And dancing? Well, that’s enough to make my mama heart just about burst.

Maybe she won’t win competitions or become one of The Rockettes, but my girl is DANCING and loving every second of it. So, yes, I’m a proud mama.

So very, very proud.

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