My child has better command of her emotions than I do.
March 17, 2014, 2:39 pm
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No. She really does. I’m not even exaggerating. 

My tiny human makes the most startling observations about my moods lately. I cannot determine if it is something to be in awe of or if I should go ahead and have my heart shatter. 

Often times she will stop what she is doing, look me straight in the eye, and ask me if I am happy. 

I have given up the standard, “Of course, my love!” answer…because I give my tiny human more credit than that. 

Friday night I was sad. I was anxious. I felt like I wanted to crawl out of my skin. And so that is what I told my three year old, with tears rolling down my cheeks. 

My three year old put a hand on my arm, looked at me sternly, and told me “Mommy, the happiness is coming, you know? It’s coming.” 


The next morning the happiness had arrived, as promised. 

We got out of bed and dressed early and drove to the big city to visit the museum. The whole day I felt the happiness grab me, knowing that it would recede soon enough. 



Perhaps some mothers would still give the stock answer to their tiny humans. Perhaps I am exposing her to a side of life that is too harsh for many children. But she understands; she understands me; and often her words are the most comforting when I find myself thrown into a black pool of melancholy. 

And I feel okay knowing that my tiny human is growing up knowing that there is sadness out there; sadness so deep that you cannot get out without a tiny hand to help. I feel okay with her knowing that even in the saddest moment, the happiness is coming.