Are you an introvert with an extrovert child or vice versa? If yes then you must have some confessions. Here are my confessions of being an introvert mom to an extrovert girl.
Yes, I am an introvert mom of an extrovert daughter and trust me this is definitely not easy. Don’t get me wrong about me not liking people. I like people but I take a long time to trust them and I must confess that I love my solitude more than a bunch of people who I am not too friendly with. I not only find it difficult to make a conversation but I also find it difficult to strike a friendship with someone. I restrict to a very formal relationship with just exchanging pleasantries.
However, being a mother to a child who is opposite from me is a little difficult. Initially, I used to think that Miss A is also an introvert as she hated people who would pull her cheeks or try to hug her. She still hates this, but she can strike up a conversation with anyone anywhere. The only people she does not want to talk to are the ones she really finds shady.
I often remember my mother telling her friends that she doesn’t even realise that she and I are in the same room. I would always be content with what I was doing, either reading or playing on my own (even though I have siblings … but then every child is different). While with my daughter I always feel her presence with her constant chattering and chirping in the room. Though she plays alone she keeps talking to her toys all the time. And when she is not talking to them she wants to talk to me with her endless questions and suggestions. Sometimes I almost want to go and duck myself in some quiet corner so that I can escape her. Don’t get me wrong … it’s not that I don’t like my daughter (I love her to bits … she is indeed my lifeline), but it’s just that at some point in time I start longing for isolation.
She loves going over for play dates and loves calling over her friends too. But the introvert in me is so reluctant to arrange these parties for her. In fact, I even jitter at the thought of inviting her friends and their mothers over to my house (not that I don’t do). She also loves talking over the phone. For me, after two minutes I ponder what to talk about. Once she organised a camp party in the garden just by getting in touch with all her friends over the phone. And yes I was very impressed.
Over the years I have realised that I have started talking more just because my extrovert needs someone to talk to all the time. Her ease to talk to people also gives me an opportunity (or should I say I am forced to) talk to people which I would have otherwise never done. She talks with almost everyone from the maid to the next door neighbour but when she does not find anyone around then I am her target. So here is where I cannot deny her as I understand that she needs to talk. So instead of being glued to the screen, we talk … we talk about anything under the sun that she wants to like how does the rainbow get its colours, why does the moon keep changing shapes and then about her favourite cartoon characters.
I love the fact that Miss A is my daughter and I cherish her personality. I love the way she is shaping up. Though I being an introvert sometimes find it difficult to cope up with her and literally find myself excited, drained, frustrated and exhausted I still enjoy parenting her.