Meet Aiden

A little bit of background before we start this fun filled story. When I gave birth to my daughter, Abigayle, I had 2 bags of water but only 1 baby. I was told most likely she had a twin that was absorbed early on in the pregnancy. For the sake of my sanity we gave this would be twin a name, Aiden. Moving on.

Let me start by saying I love my daughter to the moon & back. Shes the reason I wake up every morning & the smile when I go to sleep. The reason I strive to be the best person I can be. Shes my sunshine when the rain comes in & the 1 star sparkling in the city sky.

Sweet Abigayle

But then there's those times when her angelic face & nurturing soul transforms into someone, or something, we like to call Aiden. Aw yes. The trouble making, tantrum throwing, draw on everything & smirk, wont eat the vegetables, Aiden.

Aiden comes out in places he feels safest like the grocery store, a classy restaurant, the doctors office maybe even the library. I cant explain the joy this gives me because lets face it, I love the dirty looks and the snickers as Aiden growls at the onlookers. Who doesn't like a little audience? Am I right?

On average Aiden comes to visit 2-4 times a day. Some of my best times I have with Aiden are nap time & lunch! However my all time favorite, hands down, was the time I went to Outback with my darling Abigayle & ended the night with Aiden.

It started out like any other outing. My sweet ray of sunshine. All dressed up in her cowgirl boots and pig tails. Feeding her bits of bread. Across from us was a prim and proper family with their perfect little boy. He listened so well. Everything was going great until about 15 minutes in. Aiden came out to play & teach that perfect little boy a few tricks.

First comes the growl. OK mom keep your cool. Don't feed the demon. Mimi hand me the calculator. Abi loves calculators or things with buttons. I breath a sigh of relief. Wow! We're gonna make it. No Aiden in sight. A  few moments go by & there goes the calculator. Right at the perfect little family across from us. It hits the fathers ankle, I apologize in horror & he snarls. 

Back at the table I knew my girl was in there. Abi, mommy's coming! Appetizers arrive. Here have a cheesy fry. She chows down. Meanwhile the perfect family is swatting the little boys hand for going for a knife. Maybe fracturing the mans ankle with her calculator wasn't so bad after all. Mommy point for me! Woot Woot. 

I give Abi some more bread. She picks it up, I swear in slow motion, she tosses it at the table behind us. Oh no! He's back. OK stay calm. "I think the breads no good, she gave it to me" the gentleman at the targeted table says. Awe that was kind of him. He could of easily freaked! I giggle and apologize profusely. He giggles & starts talking to Aiden. Aiden growls. The man laughs. OK this isn't so bad. 

Aiden Face

Main dishes are here! Yes finally! We're gonna make it! The waitress starts to disperse the meals. She hands me my steak & potatoes. Then it happens. Aiden grabs the waitress' back end & chuckles. I'm mortified. I muster up the courage to find one more "sorry" as I cover my mouth. She just smiles & says "No worries I have 3 kids myself" I just smiled back at her.

We managed to make it through the rest of the night as Abigayle slowly crawls back out into the world. I was so stressed that night. Why though? The more I think about that night, the more I wish I just let things roll off my chest. No one is the perfect parent & no one has a perfect child. I work with my daughter, Aiden too, everyday to make sure shes a positive body in society. Say thank you, bless you, pardon and please. Say it enough and they mimic it eventually. 

The ones who stare or look as though they are perfect, are probably not as they seem, in private. So if my daughter shows her true colors in public & she wants to let Aiden show himself from time to time, I'm going to let her. Stare, laugh, point. It doesn't bother me anymore. I've finally realized people are people. Kids are kids. Whether you want to admit it or not, we all have a little Aiden in us somewhere & that's alright by me.