Another licensed driver

This just happened today. I don't know how, she was just born, or so it seems. My 2nd baby is 17 today, and she passed her driving test. The day she was born was the scariest of my life. We were both so close to death. 

She was born at 34 weeks, weighing in at 4lbs 6oz. She wasn't breathing, blue and purple when she was whisked away. Turns out there was a severe infection in the placenta. I'd the drs didn't deliver, neither one of us would be here.  

The point is she was born a fighter. But today, she had it in her mind that she wasn't good enough to pass her drivers test, that no matter what she was going to do, she would fail. She was so anxious, with these negative thoughts flooding her brain.

We've all been there, that's for sure. I had to attend a CBT (cognitive behavioral therapy) group to help me change that, because we know our attitude is 90% of the battle. Why worry about things we have no control over?  How much of our lives do we waste doing that? But it's so hard to change the course of our thoughts. 

I told her to just do her best, that I believed in her, that I knew she would do great. I mean, if she failed her driving test does that mean she's a failure at everything?  Of course not!!  So why do we think that of ourselves?  Why are we so hard on ourselves?  Why do we think we are not worth any more than those negative thoughts that take over?  Food for thought. 

She did pass her test, and the worst birthday ever turned into the best, in her mind. I'm so happy for her. I love my girl more than life itself, and I certainly hope I can help her more on this journey called life, help her to believe in herself, see her self worth and help her love herself as I do, and God does, to be the young lady she was created to be!
 

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