My two eldest children are daughters, and they couldn’t be more different. One is calm and studious, while the other channels a new wild animal vibe every year. Yet, they are undoubtedly my girls.
I always dreamed of having daughters. I’ve heard folks say that raising boys is easier, but I never quite got that. Girls are simply amazing! Perhaps it’s because I’m a woman myself, or maybe it’s my affinity for that lovely feminine energy.
Now, don’t get me wrong—I absolutely adore my son. I’m head over heels for him, honestly. Our bond is unique and has taken me by surprise, but it’s distinctly different from my connection with my daughters.
The mother-daughter relationship feels similar to the camaraderie I share with my sister-friends. We navigate the world together, experiencing the physical changes of growing up—like getting our periods and dealing with the endless societal expectations about our bodies and our worth. I can share the lessons I’ve learned as a woman with my daughters, helping them make sense of their own journeys.
My oldest daughter is now 16, and I can see our relationship changing from that of a loving authority to more of a friendly mentor. We can chat over coffee about school, world events, and yes, even boys. She seeks my guidance and values my opinions (thank goodness!), and I find myself learning from her too. I cherish how our bond is evolving. While I know we may face some challenges ahead, I treasure our current connection.
My younger daughter is 12 and is dragging her feet into the whirlwind of puberty, eager to cling to her childhood. I love this about her! I totally get her hesitation about the changes on the horizon. But I know that when the time comes, she’ll embrace the wonderful complexities of womanhood. For now, I’m savoring these moments as she curls up next to me on the couch, asking me questions meant just for my ears.
There’s a special confidant quality to our relationships with our girls—a secret language and profound understanding that feels unique to mothers and daughters. At least, that’s been my experience thus far.
Looking to the future, I see how our connection will both shift and remain constant. Sure, we’ll grow apart in some ways, both physically and emotionally. But I believe women need their mamas, sometimes even more in adulthood than in childhood. When they face heartaches, welcome their own babies, or navigate the challenges of motherhood, I’ll be there to support them, having walked a similar path myself.
Some may argue that it’s sexist to claim a special bond between mothers and daughters or take issue with my references to gender. But this is my truth. I have a unique bond with my son, too, but it’s distinctly different. Not better or worse—just different. Our shared experiences as women create a connection that stands apart from the one I have with my son.
I’m thrilled to be the mother of girls and can’t wait to see how our relationships evolve as they transition into adulthood. The bond between mothers and daughters truly is one-of-a-kind.
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In summary, the bond between mothers and daughters is a unique and evolving relationship that offers support, understanding, and shared experiences. As they grow into women, this connection continues to deepen, providing a foundation for navigating life’s challenges together.