I used to think I was a fairly pa ent person—un l I became a parent.
One evening, while helping my daughter with her school project, I found myself hovering, correcting, and trying to “fix” things so they’d be done quickly and neatly. She paused, looked up at me, and said, “Mama, I like it messy. It’s how I think.” That simple statement stopped me in my tracks.
In that moment, I realized learning isn’t always dy—and neither is parenting.
Since then, I’ve tried to see the world more through her eyes. I’ve started giving her space to experiment, to get things wrong, to express herself freely. And you know what? I’ve learned to let go of my melines and embrace the beauty of process over perfect on.
Our children have this quiet wisdom, don’t they? If we’re listening carefully, they teach us just as much—if not more—than we teach them.
So, here’s to messy projects, slow mornings, and the unexpected teachers in our lives: our children.
