My baby turned 8 today. The one who started it all, the insanity and joy that is motherhood, celebrated 8 years of growing up too fast. She has been part of me, part of my world for nearly 9 years. Since the moment I discovered her existence, from her very first heartbeat she has held my heart. I became a mom in that moment and it was the best moment of my life.
Now, I'm helping her celebrate her moments. We've celebrated first steps, first words, lost teeth, new teeth, first grade, first bike rides. We've cried over first fights, hurt feelings, lost toys. She gets on a school bus every day and spends 8 hours away from me. 8 hours where she's discovering the world, her world, and she's not part of my world.
It's funny how she keeps getting older but I don't feel any different. I don't feel like I should have an 8 year old. I'm not ready for the next set of firsts that will come our way: first crushes, first kisses, first dates, first breakups. I can still feel her in my tummy, can still remember her baby smell, and feel her fuzzy hair on my cheek. I look at this little girl in front of me and wonder where she came from. How did it go so fast??
So beautifully written Mel. I can't quite believe she's 8 now either. She sounds and looks so grown up. It goes by so fast. xo
Posted by: Kathryn | 09/23/2011 at 01:33 PM
You are an amazing writer! I feel all those things, and wish that time could just stand still for a while! What an amazing journey motherhood is!
Posted by: Sandy | 09/23/2011 at 07:07 AM
Another amazing post. Many tears at this end :) You've got such a knack for writing exactly what it feels like to be a Mom!!!
Posted by: kyra | 09/22/2011 at 10:40 PM
You just made me bawl!!!! Love you! xo
Posted by: Karen | 09/22/2011 at 10:29 PM