Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Adventures of Jodi the Scoot-girl

Scooting.  Not crawling, scooting.  That is how I began my major gross motor movements in my life.  I had little desire to crawl, or at least my mom says so.  She also comments from time to time that I didn't want to walk either. 15 months. That’s how long it took me to walk.  With three older siblings, who needed to move themselves?  Despite my lack of crawling and my lack of desire to walk, once I started moving, I didn’t stop.


Thinking of my childhood, I like to think of all the happy memories.  Picking flowers in the field behind our house, basketball in the cul-de-sac, sledding down massive hills, and playing pretend house.  And, although it’s not a personal memory because I was too young to remember, we do have video proof that I did in fact eat dirt as a baby.  I find it interesting that as a teenager, all I wanted to do was grow up.  Now that I'm an adult, I want to go back to my carefree days as a child. 


Maybe that’s why I sought out a job in early childhood development.  That wasn’t my plan originally.  I went to USU and graduated in Family, Consumer, and Human Development with an emphasis in Family Finance. I wanted to help families make smart financial decisions.  But after a while, I needed a change.  When Help Me Grow announced that they were going statewide and I had the opportunity to move from Logan to St. George with my husband Brady, we jumped at the job offer.


I think my life is a pure example that we are not all the same.  While most babies do crawl, some of us are going to scoot.  Some moms comment that their children start walking before a year, and mine got to carry me until I was 15 months old.  While some parents hover to make sure you don’t eat dirt, others let you experience for yourselves.  As we grow, sometimes our dreams and goals change too.  Some stay close to home, while others need to adventure of trying something different.  Neither of these is right or wrong.  We are just all different and that’s what makes us each great.











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