Temperamentally Expecting

Daughter: A year or so ago, I was reminiscing over some childhood memories with my family; the good ones, which revolve around being at home, playing outside with my sisters, our cabbage patch dolls, the old art closet, quiet library visits, free time… and the not so good ones, most of which were the simple, though often dramatic, result of my sensitive, emotionally intense, and easily overwhelmed nature. In short, I was no piece of cake daughter to raise. “Wow, I certainly didn’t make your job easy, did I?”, I said to my mom after recounting one particularly dramatic after-school meltdown. She laughed it off, but then said “You know, if you have kids, they very well may be like you”.  And that was perhaps one of the most terrifying things I had ever heard.

Of course my child might be like me; I didn’t need to hear someone say it to know that my offspring might inherit more than a few of my personality traits. But until that day I had not fully and honestly entertained this possibility. I had not truly considered that I might bring into this world a child whose very temperament makes their world feel too big, too loud, too intense, too harsh…. I think I had been hoping that, instead of having a child whose empathy is through the roof and whose list of fears is longer than the Amazon River, I might have one more like my husband, who is, in many regards, my polar opposite. My subconscious was holding onto the possibility that our child might conveniently inherit his resilient, extroverted, and adaptable nature over my thin-skinned, introverted, and easily overwhelmed one.

I realize now how selfish this is – to have a preference for specific personality traits in my child. Sure, my preferences had been partly for the child’s sake, but also for my own sake as a parent. But highly sensitive children are born every day and wouldn’t it be a beautiful thing for them to all have parents who can truly understand their unique needs and struggles and gifts? I was raised by two incredibly nurturing parents who tactfully took each curve ball I threw at them during every stage of my childhood. They navigated the rough waters of bringing up a child to whom the parenting books did not apply and they did it with love and grit and open-mindedness. I want nothing less for my own children.

I am eagerly expecting twins in a couple short months and, needless to say, I am feeling all of the feels. I am happy beyond words. I am also completely overwhelmed, as is not unusual for me, and anxious and excited, and scared and hugely grateful. And I want these two precious humans to be whoever they will be, whether that is “like me” or not. But if either or both of them are “like me”, so help me God I am as prepared as I’ll ever be with first-hand experience to help them navigate this big, loud, crazy, wonderful world.

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