Brown long sleeve and red sleeveless shirt with yellow shorts. She has her hair pulled back with a plastic headband.

When I look at my children, I am filled with a tingly happiness that I cannot describe.  This happiness makes me smile and forget about my worries.  I can have an emotionally draining day at work and come home to see my two beauties sleeping soundly in their beds, and I forget what a rough day it was.  Motherhood can overwhelm me to the point of wanting to pull out my hair, but when my dorksters give me a hug or a kiss, I forget why I was ready to explode.

I believe it’s my children’s innocence that make me feel this way.  They don’t know anything of this cruel cruel world, and they have yet to grasp selfishness or hatred.  They really do give their love unconditionally to everyone around them, especially their Mommy and Daddy.  I wish they could stay like this forever—happy with no worries in the world.  Such innocence come with expressing themselves in their own way, without conforming to society’s expectations (because they have yet to care about society).  They let their imaginations run free without stressing over how others are going to perceive them.

I’ve always taught my children from the day they were born that they can be whatever they want to be.  A girl can have short hair.  A boy can wear make-up and a dress.  A girl can shoot a gun.  A boy can be a ballerina.  Nothing can restrict them but themselves.  Use your imagination and anything is possible.

Because my children have always been comfortable with being themselves, they’re not afraid to express their uniqueness.  Here is a clip of my older one wearing a make-shift dress I fashioned out of a sheer curtain panel.  She proudly wore her dress with her “pearl slippers” all the way from Grandmother’s house to Great-grandmother’s house and didn’t take it off until her dress unraveled—even when my 7-year-old cousin asked her what she was wearing (in an OMG-what-the-heck-are-you-wearing kind of way).

Even though I buy my children’s clothes (sometimes I let them choose if they’re shopping with me), it’s really up to them on how they want to put it together.  “I want to dress like the rainbow,” my 4-year-old told me when I ask her how she picked her striped pink leggings, green shirt, purple tank top, brown-beige butterfly sweater, and mismatched colored socks.

A month ago, as I was dressing my 2-year-old for bed, she picked out two PJ bottoms and a top.  Thinking it was a mistake, I asked her which one she wanted to wear.  She said both.  She then proceeded to put on the PJ pants.  She asked me to help her with the PJ shorts because she couldn’t slip it over her pants.  I laughed to myself.  She thought she was the cutest kid in front of the mirror wearing two different PJ bottoms.

Brown t-shirt, rainbow striped leggings, heart PJ shorts, purple flip flops, and her blankie covering her head.
Brown t-shirt, rainbow striped leggings, heart PJ shorts, purple flip flops, and her blankie covering her head.

I had forgotten how colorfully fun life can be until I had children.  I came across this amazing quote on pinterest: “While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about.”  We live in a world where we are reprimanded if we break society’s “rules.”  As we age, we become fixated on how to please society and conform to the norm that we tend forget to express our individuality, whether it is through art, fashion, words, or actions.  And because we live this life, it’s refreshing when we see innocent children, who have yet to be tainted these “rules,” be themselves.

I want my children to not be afraid of others judging them simply because they are different.  I want them to be comfortable in their own bodies without feeling like they need to conform.  I want them to express their individuality to the fullest.

5 thoughts on “Innocence

  1. I want to reach through this screen and hug you with all my might! This blog speaks to me in so many ways. I am a mother of daughters as well. Many times we catch ourselves debating over what to wear, how to wear it, what crowd to wear for and so on. I know right, who doesn’t?! One day, one will be a walking rainbow, the next day she’s a princess from head to toe. Each one varies day by day and some days I forget to pay attention, but on the days I do….I am just so happy to see my girls just being who they are at their ages, seeing their innocence, them just being who they are. As an adult, this is one whole world no one can prepare for….gossips, hatred, evil, bills and so on! Keep the blogs coming!


    1. [Virtual Hug]!!!

      I am still learning from my daughters. I learn something new every day. I just had a brilliant idea! Why pay for adult life coaches when we can just take a look at how children live their lives around us? I think I’m going to start a children life coaching business. 😉

      Thank you for dropping by. Please stop by anytime!


  2. I’m not a mother but a Auntie of three: 2 yr. old neice, 1 yr. old nephew and 4 months niece. They definitely brought so much colors into my life as well as their parents and our family as a whole. It’s been a beautiful experience watching them grow and learn and interact with others. I definitely agree with you- their innocence and the way they express themselves is just beyond words what it does to you. Through my time babysitting them I’ve come to realize I want to be a stay at home mom if I ever have children of my own. I feel bad my siblings cannot fully realize this beautiful experience because of the lack of time spent with the children with their busy work schedules. Nonetheless, I am fortunate and I remind them of the wonderful moments they should cherish.

    Love your blog. Keep them coming.


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