The Wee Ones!

This is my wee one. Not even born and I am in love with this child. Probably more so because my other four our getting older. Not needing me so much anymore. Or they need me ways that is more complicated and harder to deal with.

My youngest daughter is now 16! Crazy how time just gets away from you. My father use to look at me and say "I still see a little girl" when I was growing up. I couldn't understand why he didn't see the woman I was becoming. I felt like he lived in denial. Now, I look at her and see a little girl.

She thinks she is ready to take on the world. Making choices that will effect her forever. We discussed unprotected sex today because this is something she has decided to do. Even though she says she never wants children. Its this kind of logic that makes me see that small child.

We had a good discussion about depression. She thought that when someone was depressed they obviously needed to be sad. In reality depression is a more complicated than that. If it was just sadness we would all be able to diagnose ourselves.

There are times in which you simply don't make good decisions because you don't care the outcome. Not really feeling sad...feeling pretty much nothing. It wasn't a hard concept for her to understand because I think she has been battling this monster for awhile now.

We also discussed the ramifications of her getting pregnant. She had that typical teenager attitude that it was her body and it would just affect her. So, instead of reminding her that a new baby would affect everyone...I focused on how it would affect her and her child.

She is a teeny tiny girl. The chances of her carrying a baby full-term right now are pretty slim. She is underweight...due to genetics but, it still poses a threat to a child. She wouldn't be able to give birth vaginally either. Surgery scares her. The potential risks to herself and the child she would be carrying could be long lasting and I don't think that is something she had really considered.

I wish their issues were as simple as lack of sleep, hunger, or needing a little cuddle time. It is hard when you can't simply fix it for them anymore.