The Yin, The Yang, The Hearts
If being different were a test, these two would score 99 %
Every kid is different. Each is special and unique in their own way. However, there’s usually some common ground, right?
Let me give you a little insight into two of our worlds.
The Architect is ten.
She carries the weight of the world a little heavier than most kids her age. She prefers quiet corners, soft spaces, and calm moments where everything feels predictable. Loud rooms and chaotic energy get overwhelming for her. When it all feels like it’s too much, she’s not afraid to let us know and her frustrations show up in full-force.
She wants everything to be perfect — not just good enough, not almost right — but exactly as she feels it HAS to be. Mistakes are unacceptable and no one is harder on her than herself.
She’s always been a little ahead of the curve when it comes to milestones. Talking, numbers, letters, colors, puzzles.. Things clicked for her young and fast. Her brain loves patterns, organization, and all the little details. She notices things other people miss with her constant observation and never-ending analyzing. She’s sharp thinking and always processing.
School comes naturally to her, but the social world is where she gets a little uncomfortable. She keeps her circle of friends small, each carefully chosen. She loves having the attention but it has to be from the right people. She likes affection, but only on her terms. Hugs and cuddles have always been a bit of a rare gift, not an everyday currency.
I believe some of her traits make the world feel harder than it should be sometimes – anxiety whispers constant what-ifs and doubts. The pressure of needing to be absolutely perfect at all times and in all situations is too much, especially at her age.
Then there’s The Glitter-Bomb.
She’s seven and full of both glitter and bombs.
Where The Architect seeks quiet, The Glitter-Bomb creates noise. She’s constantly making up her own songs as she dances through the house. She climbs furniture (and often even the people around her) like an obstacle course, and somehow manages to be upside down more often than not. Calm and quiet isn’t peaceful to her — it’s plain and boring.
She doesn’t have a social circle. She has a social army. There is no such thing as too many friends, too many games, too many things going on. Messes don’t bother her and chaos doesn’t slow her down. She swims in it.
Rules? Those are just suggestions in her world. If she thinks something looks or sounds fun, she’s going to do it, regardless of what anyone else says. If you dare tell her to stop doing something, or even to get something done (like cleaning up), be prepared… She doesn’t just throw glitter around like fairy dust… She’s got the TNT in her to level the mountains when she doesn’t agree.
School has been harder for her — the basics that came easily to her sister take more time, more patience, more practice. Her mind moves a hundred miles an hour and focusing is definitely her biggest challenge.
However, what she lacks in stillness, she makes up for in affection. The Glitter Bomb runs on hugs, kisses, cuddles, and constant closeness. Love for her is loud, physical and endless. She’s usually right beside me, talking, helping, watching, or just existing in my orbit. She never strays too far, like a moon circling the earth.
Aside from their blonde hair and blue eyes, almost nothing else lines up.
Their personalities clash. Their interests clash. Their pace of life clashes. One craves order, the other thrives in chaos… and once again, here I am, in the middle trying to balance it out with The Anchor trying to keep us from shooting off into oblivion.
But, as hard as it is, there is a link between them. One commonality that I wouldn’t change for anything… They share the same heart.
They love with EVERYTHING they have and more. It’s pure, unconditional, and never-ending. They worry about people on their bad days. They’ll write notes and make gifts to cheer people up. They want to help and take care of people.
Beneath all the differences, all the clashing of wills, all the daily battles with me as the referee, they are both deeply, fiercely loving, loyal, and good.
These are my girls.
My Architect.
My Glitter-bomb.
Two very different girls, with the same heart.
This is…
3 Worlds, 1 MomMom✨