Your child is a miracle. She’s gone from a thought to a pulsing mass of cells to this bundle of cute in perpetual motion.
Is that not good enough for you? Is it important if your daughter is not as tall as someone else’s child of the same age? I find such comparisons tedious, boring and stupid. Simply because children develop differently. Yes, genes are genes, but they kick in at different times and take your children in wildly different directions.
Is that such a tough concept to get your head around? Ever since tyke was born I’ve had the misfortune of running into people who never seem to be satisfied with their lot in life. In one incident I had the parent comparing appetites and wondering why tyke ate less than their child but was taller. Then there was a time when tyke’s appetite was the subject of much concern for another lady whose child wasn’t eating as much.
“If you feed him so much his stomach might ache.”
I wanted to applaud her heroism for uttering that sentence through intense physical misery that only jealousy can inflict.
Really, the only people allowed to appraise your child’s hands, feet, head, mouth, teeth are the doctors who delivered her because it is their job to do so.
You know who I feel sorry for? The children. They have NO idea their initiation into a world of benchmarks and comparisons begins when their mater and pater become mater and pater. They have a long road ahead of them. Full of learning, heartbreak, comparisons, overachievement, underachievement. Congratulations to the parents who ensure they never get a respite even when their children are unable to speak or express themselves.
Go easy on your kids. They’ll do what they were meant to do, what they’re good at, WHEN they’re meant to do it.
I mean, I’m sure your moms thought you were going to be such rockstars but you grew up to be asshole parents!
So, stop comparing.