1. This blog. As soon as my daughter is old enough to read and understand this blog in her teenage years, I want her to be able to read it. I want her to have an open and honest 'library', as it were, to discover her Mum. This blog wasn't started for readership popularity, it was started for me and my daughter - a place to document my thoughts, my fears and my life...with her in it.
2. Making mistakes. I want her to understand that it's okay to make mistakes in life and that making mistakes only makes us stronger, makes us who we are. I want her to know about the mistakes I've made in life like getting married far too young first time around when I thought I knew it all. Without my subsequent divorce, I wouldn't have met my gorgeous husband Matt and we wouldn't have her, our beautiful daughter.
3. Being young and carefree (aka stupid). I would like her to know about my teenage years and the things I used to get up to and what I hid from my parents. I want her to know that there was once a time when I was young and I did things that I look back on now and shudder at the thought of. I want her to know that I once went to Blackpool for the weekend with my boyfriend and a couple of friends when my parents thought I was staying at a friends house. Thankfully nothing went wrong but imagine if something had happened? I want her to know that I would like her to tell me everything for her own safety and that she can trust me completely and I'm a cool Mum.
4. Friends. I want her to know that my friends are hugely important to me, like an extended family. I want her to understand what the true meaning of friendship is and to hold on to a handful of true close/best friends throughout her life. I want her to know that, when I was in my teens and first started showing a proper interest in the opposite sex I still made time for my friends. I believe that is hugely important lesson in life because boyfriends come and go but true friends are there for life.
5. Last, but by no means least, I obviously want her to know just how much I love her. I want her to know that her Dad and I worship the ground she walks on. Every smile, every look, every word, every giggle, every tear and even every tantrum is felt with such unconditional love that I can't imagine a time when she wasn't in our lives. I started on my parenting journey later in life but she was definitely worth the wait.