“Mommy, you’re my best friend.” | GUEST POST from Being Mrs. Beer

Hey y’all! It’s Molly, here. FIRST… THANK YOU for stopping by still being molly. If you’re new here, WELCOME! I hope you stay and take a look around! If you’re a regular reader, HEY THERE, FRIEND!

So, I just had Baby #2! I’ve got some AMAZING blog friends who are helping me out over the next few weeks by sharing some AWESOME posts. Everything from fashion and style to life and motherhood. I am so appreciative of all of these ladies for helping me and giving me a little bit of a breather as I take some time to rest and spend time with my family. I didn’t do a great job of that when Lilly was born, so I’m trying to do a little better this time. 🙂 I have some of my own content already planned and written… but I will be peppering in some of these guest posts, too! I hope you will take the time to read them and leave them some love! I also hope you’ll take the time to visit their blogs and check them out. Each one of them is amazing. 

Thank you for supporting me, this blog, and my family! I might be biased, but I think I have the best readers around! 🙂 

xo, Molly

Today’s guest post is from my girl Jess over at Being Mrs. Beer. Jess was actually a blog reader of mine who became a great blog friend and who is also a fellow oily lover like me! She is fabulous and writes an AMAZING blog! I couldn’t love her more! Enjoy!

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The first time Abbie said it, my heart skipped a beat. “Mommy, you’re my best friend.”

It was the moment I’d been looking forward to since we found out she was a girl. The moment I’ll always remember as a part of our relationship, a moment I hope to build on for the rest of my life. You see, when my husband and I first decided to start a family, there was one thing I was hoping for more than most.  I was hoping for a girl first.

I know you’re supposed to say the right thing here, that you would be happy with a healthy baby, regardless of the baby’s gender. While that was the ultimate goal, given the choice, I knew I would choose to have a girl first.

You see, when you’re pregnant, there are so many unknowns. There are so many, many things that will be new to you when you become a parent, and I wanted something familiar, something I knew. I wanted the relationship of a mother and daughter, and I wanted to be on the other side of it. There’s just nothing quite like being a girl mom. My own mom has always called me “my girl,” and it’s something I didn’t really pick up on until I was older. Some moms call their kids their babies, but me? I was always “my girl.” Now Abbie is my girl.

The relationship you have with a daughter is so incredibly special, and a huge responsibility at the same time. I want her to be like me, but I also want her to be better than me. I want her to love what I love, but I want her to have the traits I love in her dad. Most of all, I want the world to be better for her. I want her to know how to stand up for herself and to know she deserves respect. I want her to know she is valued for every part of her, not just her looks. I want her to smart, to be brave. I want her to be fearless and funny. I want her to learn everything she can and be everything she wants and nothing she doesn’t.

I want her to have choices, and it’s my job to teach her she has them. It’s my job to give her the best example I can of how to be a woman, how to embrace who you are and what you want. Raising a daughter is a huge responsibility. It’s exactly the responsibility I wanted, and I’m thankful every day that Abbie is mine.

Thanks Molly for having me today while you snuggle with your new little one! For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Jess, and I blog over at Being Mrs. Beer about anything and everything – motherhood, food, life, and style. If you’d like to pop over and follow along, my social media links are below!

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