I found myself beaming with pride.
But when I really wracked my brain thinking surely I had to have had a few moments here or there that were worthy of a confession, one memory from this past week in particular stood out in my mind.
Oh yes, my friends, I have some purging to do.
I laughed at my daughter.
Not just some easy little giggle, which might have lasted exactly 2.4 seconds. We're talking hysterical laughter...pee-in-my-pants laughter that didn't stop for what seemed like an eternity.
And no, I didn't laugh WITH her. I laughed AT her. There's a difference, believe that.
You see, at the tender age of 6, she is desperately in love with Justin Bieber. Bella is suffering from such a horrendous case of Bieber Fever that I considered taking her to a shrink and emptying our bank account until she was completely cured.
At first, I thought it was just a measly little crush. I mean, HELLO....Shaun Cassidy, Jimmy McNichol, Scott Baio....do those names ring a bell with any of you?
Oh wait, I probably just seriously dated myself. But for those of you who are in your...cough, cough...40's....cough, cough probably know who I'm talking about.
When I was younger, I was guilty of the typical celebrity crush. But that's all it was...a little crush. Nothing more, nothing less. I didn't want to have their babies or swap spit with them.
The other day I caught Bella watching a Justin Bieber video on YouTube. I think the song was "Never Say Never".
She was crying, people! CRYING!
Like "Oh My God, I just saw The Beatles" kind of crying! We've all seen those black-and-white videos of gobs of teenage girls literally sobbing and hyperventilating at the very sight of the handsome 60's singing sensations. And perhaps you might have even laughed when you saw the videos, like I did.
Or not...because you're mature like that.
Growing concerned, I asked her, "Why are you crying?"
Looking up at me with her red, tear-stained face, she answered in a serious tone, "I just love Justin SO MUCH, Mommy. I can't help it."
And, I laughed at her. It was a gut reaction and couldn't be helped. Seriously.
I laughed at my 6-year old daughter when she declared her undying love for a teenage pop sensation.
I was absolutely sure that I had scarred her for life.
Scary, paranoid thoughts ran rampant throughout my brain...will she ever confide in me again? Will she allow me to comfort her if she ever experiences a broken heart? Is she going to ban me from the delivery room when she gives birth to her first child...perhaps my first grandchild?
When I ask her why, she might say, "Well, Mom, geez....for God's sake, you LAUGHED at me when I shared my innermost feelings about Justin with you. What kind of mom does that?! I was in love, Mom. IN LOVE! And you crushed my spirits and stomped all over them with your immaturity and evil judgements!"
Without hesitation, I apologized to Bella.
"Listen, I'm sorry I laughed at you when you so obviously have such strong feelings for him," I acknowledged. "It was wrong of me to find humor in the situation."
She looked me in the eye and placed her hand gently on my shoulder.
"It's okay, Mommy. Some people just don't get it," Bella stated.
Confused, I asked, "Get what? How much you love him as a celebrity?"
She shook her head and responded, "No, some people just aren't lucky enough to ever feel this kind of love for someone."
WTF? Is she 6 years old....or 23 years old?
So yeah...I pretty much got put in my place by my young daughter. But, still, I felt it was worthy of a confession.
Don't ever underestimate the power of love, people. It's more potent than you think.