Perspectives from the mouths of babes. Today’s story (as often is the case, not my own).
I keep thinking about the analogies the six year old in my care (guardianship) shared with me (a month ago and the other day) about the difference between a birth Mum and a guardian Mum.
#1 We were driving in the car chatting and she stated randomly that I’m not her ”actual Mum”
I asked her what does she think “actual” means, she said “real”
I asked what does ”real” mean to her (I ask her what these things mean to her, not to question her/doubt her, but to understand where her mind is at and also quite frankly, to keep any potential offence in myself at bay, so I know exactly what she’s saying and not just what I’m reading into things)
She replied “you know how you have real plants and fake plants? Well the real plant is the real Mum”
I replied “so does that make me the fake plant?”
“Uhhhhh” was her reply, we both burst into laughter, “it’s okay babe, I’m okay to be your fake plant”
#2 “You know how you can have a thick ladder? That’s an actual Mum, one who gave birth to a baby. Then there’s a thin ladder, who didn’t give birth… that’s you”
I could be thinking deeper into deeper than necessary, but this is what I hear.
• A thick ladder – you can climb up each step without hesitation, you trust it to hold your weight, it was created well for the job at hand •
• A thin ladder – you’ll be slower to climb it, making sure it’s sturdy enough to hold you, you’ll be unsure on each step wondering will this hold ?, it will likely need some reinforcements at some point to keep it functioning well and safely •
Oh the mind of this incredible and sore in her bones six year old.