Growing up I was always an avid reader; you could almost always find me off somewhere with my nose buried in a book. I hated being disturbed, however, and if someone interrupted me during a story I'd have to go back and start from the beginning of the book! I was also a very fast reader haha. As a result I always looked forward to story time with my own daughter! I pictured us curled up on the couch looking at picture books together while the snow falls outside. Having a nice warm bath then cuddling in her rocking chair reading a few books before bed. I also read my daughter lots of books while I was pregnant. Well, all that dreaming sets you up for a recipe for disaster....
Anna never wanted to sit still long enough to look at a book! She would just push the book away and busy herself with something else. And at night? She just wanted to be breastfed and did NOT want to be read too! She, again, would just flail until until I put the book away. I was a very sad momma but I understood every child is different and decided to let her develop her own love for books at her own pace. So, I still dedicated the bottom shelf of my bookcase to all of her little books and hoped one day she would love to pull them off the shelf and bring them to me to read.

Eventually Anna started playing with her books. I was thrilled, at least it was a start! But, as soon as I tried to join in and show her the books instead of just letting her toss them around she got mad and started playing with something else. Once again, I stepped out of the picture. Over time she started pulling the books off the shelves and looking at them herself! She would just sit there and look at book after book for up to half an hour as long as I did not disturb her. It particularly helped if I sat at the table on my laptop or read my own book and she thought I wasn't "watching" her hahaha. She's always been an independent little girl and loves to play by herself and explore new things on her own, at her own pace, without intervention.

Finally, one day Anna was quite tired and she decided to have some quiet time with her blanket while sitting on my lap. I got a cue of brilliance, grabbed a book and!!!! we actually both sat there together and looked at the book! Then we looked at another one! We looked at books together for a good 20 minutes!!! I was THRILLED! The next day Anna was playing with her books so I sat her on my lap and we, again, were able to look at her books together.
It just goes to show that babies aren't always like we planned, and that not all babies develop at the same pace. But, if you give them time and space, eventually they'll get there. And if Anna still never loved reading? Well I'd love her all the same and appreciate her for whatever other interests she took up because she has so many other admirable traits that make me fall in love with her over and over each and every day. (You should see how much she loves watching me cook!) I love you Anna!
What dreams did/do you have for your children? Did your children develop faster or slower in any particular areas? Feel free to share!