The Parenting Diaries

Last weekend I had a very beautiful realization: I am lucky I have a daughter. Now, no offense to moms having sons because I can only speak for myself here, having only one child who happens to have the same gender as I do.

Pristine and I went out. Just the two of us. First stop was Toys R’ Us, on her request. She likes to roam around that wide space of toys, pushing buttons here and there, coming into small play houses. Except for a pair of pajamas that was on sale at half the price, we didn’t buy anything (toy related) but enjoyed our time there. Next, we went to the nearby mall that had a huge sale of items men would not waste time with. Think girl bags, accessories, feathery pens, pink pads, glitzy shoes and all other doo dads. We spent a whole hour there! She would show me an item and we’ll both say, “ooooh, how cuuuute” or “niiiice”. This kind of time wasting activity would never happen had we taken along the male member of our family (duh my ever practical husband)!

I bought her a pencil case and a purple feathery pen, again at less than half the original prices and we went on to have a snack. We giggled, laughed and talked about when we’ll do this next time!

Pristine is just five. As we drove home, I looked at her sitting beside me and thought of the endless possibilities of future girly dates and bondings we will have. Something like, when I am in my 40’s, I’ll call her from her office at lunch and say, “Let’s have lunch today” or “There’s a sale, let’s go!”

My future is bright and happy.