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I'm not trying to brag, but ... yes ... that is our child, still laying in bed, after 8 AM.
Phew! This past week or so has been a doozy. I can hardly believe it's Friday already, but can't believe it's not Sunday yet. Yesterday, between buying Maile's big girl bed and making her last high chair conversion (into a regular ol' seat), I was in tears by the end of the day. Bittersweet tears. I felt guilty for getting impatient with Maile at IKEA, because she was about to fall asleep in my arms, but still insisted that I put more "foo 'nacks" (fruit snacks) in her pants pocket, which I was not about to do when she was just going to fall asleep! I was both incredibly proud and incredibly sad that our little girl isn't a baby anymore. That she is, in fact, a little girl. Taking initiative, and even trying her best to make her own decisions. By the time she fell asleep, it was all I could do to tear myself away from her side. But I did. And I looked at my little girl. My little girl who will soon be two years old. And I smiled. And I kissed her forehead. And I smelled her hair. And I said a silent prayer of thanks -- thanks that I'm her mama.
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ReplyDeleteRight back at ya, cousin!
DeleteOh this makes me so happy inside. Just having the opportunity to kiss little foreheads and smell baby hair and be the ones putting fruit snacks in pants pockets is so wonderful. Or mostly wonderful. But especially wonderful on the days they stay in bed past 8am. Yummmy. :)
ReplyDeleteI couldn't have said it better, Christina!
DeleteI can relate so much to this! Now that Jess is a big girl it just breaks my heart. I want to hold her forever, smile, smell her hair and whisper my thank yous.
ReplyDeleteThe transition to the big bed and no highchair can be so difficult. On mama that is :)
I completely agree, Liz! My heart swells when she takes these steps, but it also feels like there's an elephant sitting on my chest. :)
DeleteI know how you feel too.. I feel this way every night when I look at my boy sleeping so peacefully. It's incredible how fast kids grow up into independent young children.
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing! One second, they're babies. The next second, you turn around, and they're "big kids." ::sigh::
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