Ahh success feels so, uh, tiring. I am puckered out. Yesterday the girls sold their first cup of lemonade. Today all they could talk about was how to expand. They have imagined selling apple muffins, ice cream and possibly offering a cafe. They dream big. I think we'll stick to lemonade for now. This was a wonderful event for all of us. I had to learn to step back and let Ella take charge - I was just a helper. She came up with the list of supplies, how the signs were to be designed and how much to charge. Ok so I wouldn't let her charge five dollars a cup but instead convinced her that 50 cents was fair. The logistic for me was to buy earth friendly-affordable cups, give in and buy powdered lemonade (real lemonade just wasn't in the budget) and to facilitate. We used what we had only buying the cups, pitchers, pretzels and the mix. Vivian had the responsibility to wake up from her nap and happily discover the lemonade stand --- and not fall into the trap that we did every thing without her. She jumped right on board and soon realized that she was about to have a ton of lemonade, er, I mean... fun at her and Ella's lemonade stand.
It is moments like these that I dreamed of as a child what a Mother was and how badly I wanted to be one. I am so blessed that I am living that dream - a dream defined by me. You see, I dreamt big too. Watching my daughters glow in their sweet & sour & salty moment made my heart sing and defined the true meaning of success for me.
How do you define success in motherhood?