Don’t rush me

We all like to predict what our children are going to be like. With that very first impression we begin dreaming for them, about them… Will she play the piano, be into the arts and love books? Will she be my cuddlebug? And so today, I have one of those assumptions conjectured solely on one characteristic — she will be slow, not to be rushed. And this will be the first of many jokes played on me. I can’t stand to do anything slowly, except maybe drink wine and shop for shoes. and this child takes her sweet time when eating. It is taking almost an hour for what I remember doing in about half the time with her Speedy Gonzalez brother. So let it be said I predicted she will not be in a hurry to fly through life- a great gift I realize- just one that will no doubt drive me crazy.