When I was a child, I never intentionally went for walks in the rain;I was too “well behaved” to dare make a mess in the mud;I carried a fear that I had been taught — too afraid of catching a cold to let the rain touch my skin;But I choose to be the kind of mother who stops to jump in puddles with her daughter when it’s raining;to listen to the rain falling on the ground;to smell the fresh scent that rain brings.I choose to be the kind of mother who gives her daughter time and space to explore her world, even when it’s raining and there are errands to run. matrescence 0 FacebookTwitterWhatsappEmail Jen First-time mama. Practising mindfulness while trying to be a better leader, mother, wife, sister, daughter, granddaughter, auntie, mentor and friend. previous post Everything You Need To Know About Schemas: The Patterns Of Play next post Balance Bikes Explained You may also like My birth story Non-maternity clothes during pregnancy Pregnancy lessons: 10 things I’ve learned in the... The gender reveal A minimalist experiment: 33 items for 3 months X-Plan: Giving your kids a way out Accepting vulnerability Celebrity pregnancy announcements Leave a Comment Cancel Reply Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.