Whenever I think of my two daughters, this is how I picture them in my head. My oldest with short bob hair, bangs & chubby cheeks, and my younger daughter with her barely-grown-out-from-her-bald-stage hair, both eagerly waiting for me to say go to throwing the water balloons inside the orange bucket one early Fall morning. Before they were old enough to go to preschool so I had them all to myself all day long. Oh, how I miss this stage. And what I wouldn’t give to have just one more day of this stage, so I can kiss their chubby cheeks endlessly, to give all my love and attention to them.
When big sister decided to give her a haircut. She actually did a decent job, except for the long strand at the very end!
They were obsessed with these matching dresses, they used to wear it together all the time.
Whenever I think of my two daughters, this is how I picture them in my head. My oldest with short bob hair, bangs & chubby cheeks, and my younger daughter with her barely-grown-out-from-her-bald-stage hair, both eagerly waiting for me to say go to throwing the water balloons inside the orange bucket one early Fall morning. Before they were old enough to go to preschool so I had them all to myself all day long. Oh, how I miss this stage. And what I wouldn’t give to have just one more day of this stage, so I can kiss their chubby cheeks endlessly, to give all my love and attention to them.
So tonight as I was looking at my 8 year old daughter, she looked so tall, so grown up, and not an ounce of looking like a little kid, but as a big kid, I thought, ‘What? Where is my little girl?” And tears welled up my eyes.
Then now in the late night when my husband and the kids are sleeping, here I am looking at pictures from 3-4 years ago and clutching my heart because it literally feels like it’s being squeezed tight and I can’t breathe, and the sadness over how fast my sweet little girls are growing is immense. So here I am with tears welled up and the pain is not going away.
It didn’t help that earlier today Jay texted me and said “Next year when our oldest is 9, we will have hit our 1/2 year mark of having her in our home.” So my heart has been hurting all day today, at how fast this motherhood comes and hits you and throws you off the curve and just when you are back on track, getting the hang of it and feeling like you can relax and enjoy their precious stage of childhood, you realize their stage of still looking little with their chubby cheeks are gone!
I am not ready to let them be big kids. Nope! So I will just cry and act like a little kid myself and be in denial.
But in a few years, I’ll look back at pictures of them from now and cry and wish I had one more day of this stage. So I will kiss their still-little cheeks endlessly and savor this moment before it fleets away from me.
Nina @ Hugs and Lattes says
WHat a beautiful post! when my mom dropped me off for college she sobbed and said, “i’ve been dreading this day since you were 3 years old!” the great thing is that even though i’ve been out of the house for going on 5 years now – i still have a great relationship with all of my family! 🙂