A Weird Little Annoyance (or love, I'm still not sure)...

I have a weird annoyance and joy...

And they're the same thing. 

Weird, I know, but I wouldn't be me if I wasn't weird.

I think it's really annoying when people say "Oh, your daughter is so much like you/you hubby/any other random relative/person." 

I think it's annoying because I really don't see it. At all. All I see when I look in my daughter's eyes is Aislynn Ryder Simpson.

I see a really funny little girl who loves to laugh like a velociraptor.

I see a very inquisitive person who tries her hardest to get into everything and figure out what each button does.

I see an independant child who would rather crawl there by herself than have her parents carry her there and doesn't mind playing by herself

I see a sensitive girl who just wants to go over and comfort her friends when they're crying.

I see HER eyes, HER features, HER smile.

I see her.

And I kind of feel like it takes away from HER when people compare her to anybody else. I also don't want her to compare herself to anybody else. I want for her to continue to be an independent, strong willed, inquisitive and outspoken little lady. I want her to stand on her own two feet and be someone she can be proud of. Because if she is proud of herself and happy with herself, that is what's going to make me proud to be her momma.

On the other hand though....

When people tell me she looks like me, I beam. I always reply with a hearty "Thank you!" Which is always met with a chuckle over how enthusiastic my thank you is. I love, love, LOVE that people see me in her. Mostly because I take it as a huge compliment. My daughter is, pretty much, the most gorgeous baby in the entire world. Seriously, if I was into that kinda thing, I would totally send her picture to Gerber because she could totally be a baby model. 

I mean, check out those cheeks!

Check out that smile!

Look at her baby blues!

Even when she's crying she's awesome!

And not only is she the most gorgeous kid in the world (because that's really not what it's about, but c'mon, how can I not brag when my kid is that adorable), she is hilarious!

She saw that my friend S, the photographer, was coming with the camera and she stuck her tongue out! 8 and a half months and already such a ham.

She gives me the worlds best kisses. She is so easy going. She loves EVERYONE.

How can I not be proud when this is my kid?

So when someone tells me that she is so much like me, I take that as a major compliment, because she is an amazing kid so far, and that's partially because of me and something I'm doing right.

I love my daughter. I love that when I look at her I don't see anyone else but her. I love that she is Aislynn and that she's mine.

So, even though it's weird to me when people tell me she is so much like someone else and I really want to remind them that she is Aislynn, I guess I think it's pretty cool that they can see that she is a product of the love shared between Cuinn and I and that she has some shared features and idiosyncrasies of Cuinn and I.

Basically she is awesome.