Pony tails and nail polish turn into pinterest braids and makeup, and the emotions that tread on a mama’s heart while raising daughters have a hard time keeping up with those changes.
And while we invest time and effort into raising maiden’s of virtue, the honest truth is that we sometimes feel like we cannot do any thing right.
Countless nights awake in bed praying for my sweet girls to grow into sensitive, caring and inwardly beautiful women has been my prayer.
Endless conversations about modesty and makeup, picture taking and good choices have met me in the dawn of many mornings.
And in the middle of ballet tutu’s to wedding gowns, I often felt like the enemy. Always having to give the last thought or opinion. Asking them to perhaps choose another outfit or to work on an attitude that might not be sitting right.
But, one thing God has thankfully shown me about raising daughters, is that we are to respect one another in kindness and opinion even when we may be 100% right.
Your job is hard mama. You are the parent and that comes with steering your girls in the right direction.
But earning respect is not a given. We must shower them with a grace that defines beauty, so that in the end, this is what they copy, and what they remember.
Because respect is the strongest when truth is given with grace and opinions are just that. Opinions.
When the toddler is whining and you worry what this will be like when she is a teenager?
Speak in hushed tones, bent low, and telling her she can control her voice to sound like mama’s.
Speak kindness. They will hear you every time.
So, when we are up against a wall about one of their decisions?
Show kindness in your tone.
The moments they are wearing too much make-up or need to change their outfit?
Approach them with understanding. You have been there once before as well. Tell them that.
Give them options rather than dictating the confines of your own preferences.
A child given the respect to make healthy choices with perimeters will grow to respect others with a kindness shown to them. No one likes a dictator.
And when you feel as if all of the kindness in parenting could be mustered and you are flat out of ideas, ask yourself,
How would I want to be spoken to?
Will my tone or my approach really matter?
Offering kindness or respect to our children is often forgotten because we are teaching, training and get caught up in the every day life of being a mom.
Little girls remember their mother’s love more than her rules.
Let’s return the same kindness back to our daughters and see how their response turns us from the enemy into the confidant.



12 Comments
Oh my. Thank you for this. Just giving so much thanks and begging God to help me be this kind of mama to my children. Thank you for showing me the way with grace and so much truth. xo
Oh my friend, You are asking God to let you be a good mama, and he hears you. You are always such a sweet friend, but more importantly, you seek wisdom and truth. A seeker. I love that in you. Just ….love… you. Hugs to your beautiful children as you mother them well. Keep pressing in.
Crying reading this….as I’ve had a not so great morning being an example of this to my daughter…..thank you for the reminder to speak kindness and grace…..wow….sometimes I focus so hard on the future picture, I forget how the present needs to look. Thank you.
Dear Sarah, I cried on the very day these pictures were taken. For the very same reason. I have learned these lessons this way as well. Always focusing on the bigger picture. I have and still am learning to reign in the emotions of controlling the outcome, to mothering in grace. I pray this for you as well. It is a process. Beauty in the ashes. Hugs!
Beautiful!! I am not a mama to sweet girls but this applies so well to my boys as well. Thank you for always sharing words of wisdom, September.
Weeping buckets of tears as I read this. Having already raised and married off one daughter, with another fast approaching the age of 15, I hear every word. I can be so controlling somethings. I must offer my girls the same grace that my Lord offers to me. Thank you!
Barbie, my friend! We are all in this together. Thankfully, right now we have a new day. And this is our chance to begin new starts and stops. Oh, how thankful I am for this. Hugs.
THIS: “Little girls remember their mother’s love more than her rules.” YES AMEN. Thank you.
Jennifer - You are a sweet cheerleader of mine. I don’t know if you knew that. Just wanted to thank you! Motherhood is defined by moments of learning. Hugs!
A mama’s heart can be so tumultuous in the ins and outs of how to go about it in a way that is profitable. And ultimately, this is the answer, err on the side of kindness. And pray, pray, pray. He is faithful, so thankful for that.
Blessings on you and your family,
Kathy
Kathy, I loved reading your comment. I read it over and over. Err on the side of kindness. Just what I needed to hear. Living this post daily… with His help and grace. So thankful for you as a mentor to ME. Hugs!
Oh September … you always speak such wisdom with incredible grace. I wish you lived next door so I could soak up your insight. These teenage years are hard in ways I never imagined when we were playing Polly Pockets and having tea parties. I am thankful you share what you have learned with us — your generosity is a sweet gift!! Love you!!