This Mother’s Praise

Her eyes lit up
as she tinkled on the potty,
exclaiming, “Good job!”
She looked to me
for confirmation,
and I wondered
if it was prudent to praise
for every little thing.

Was my praise for something
so small
akin to giving everyone a trophy?

But when I saw my child’s belief
in herself
like the bahiagrass after a summer rain—
I knew I had served her well.

For positivity—
like every other like thing—
reproduces after its own kind.
It is my sacred calling as her parent
to make her feel capable
of the little things,
for, in doing so,
I would make her feel capable
of the big things.

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