Whenever I watch fairy tales with Olivia, as a single mother, I have to stop and think, is this really the message I want her to learn? That her happiness in life hangs on finding some elusive prince who will whisk her away to her happily ever after?
I think I would prefer that she learn to be a strong and self-sufficient woman, who will maybe find a partner (male or female), who is right for her and with whom she can live a happy and fulfilled life. But if she never finds that person, her life will still be just as joyous and complete. Like mine is! I want her to know that it is possible, even desirable, to go it alone and still be very happy.
And even though I want her to grow up to be a strong and independent woman, who will be able to withstand and overcome all of life’s disappointments, unscathed, I don’t want to ruin the fairy tale for her either.
So for now, I will let her have her fairy tales. I’ll let her watch the movies. I’ll even read her the stories before bed. Part of childhood is believing in magic and picture-perfect happy endings. Hopefully, I will figure out how to teach her that whatever path she chooses in life, if she is fulfilled, then that is her happy ending.