Years ago, a friend of mine told me that she just wanted her son to be average and normal.
At the time, this struck me as really odd. Why wouldn’t you wish for your child to be exceptional? Why not wish for brilliant?
Now that we are only a few days away from meeting our daughter, it’s been swirling around my head. A few months ago, when every doctor warned that I was at a high risk for delivering very early, all of my hope was for a normal baby. An average baby. Thinking about delivery and the upcoming days and years of her life, normal still sounds perfect. Average sounds like more than enough.
That’s not to say I don’t expect her to be wonderful in a million different ways. I know she will be. But right now I’m putting all my hope on normal, average, and happy.
ps- Have you read Tina Fey’s prayer for her daughter from her book Bossypants? It’s amazing.