Yesterday, while walking into the supermarket:
Me: I love you, sweetie.
SG: I love you, too, daddy.
Me: But you have to stop growing now. I have told you to stop before.
SG: Daddy, I have to keep growing! How will I be a grown-up if I stop growing?
Me: I don't want you to grow-up. I want you to be my little baby forever.
SG: I'm sorry, daddy, but I have to grow up now.
Me: (silent)
SG: I'll still be your baby when I'm all grown up, daddy.
Me: (unable to speak)
She doesn't have much little-girl time left. It's killing me.
16 comments:
Awwww. How bittersweet.
I feel EXACTLY the same way. My daughter is eye level with me now. And she has boobs..the real kind. And she has all these opinions and she uses words that are big and adult like...and...*tears up* It's scary how fast they go from being that tiny little baby to all grown up.
They do grow up fast, don't they? Sometimes, perhaps not fast enough. You still have to make it through all those obnoxious teenage years. I feel for you already, lol!! - Anna
Yep, it sure does fly by...
I still can't believe my first baby (Casey) will be 25 this year.
I still think of him as my little boy. It really hit me when he graduated from High School..
everyone asked me if I was going to cry.. and I was like "HECK NO,
I'm so happy that we made it and we're done!"
I was a single working mom for 12 years... and that was TOUGH!
Anyway... as soon as they started playing that song they play at graduations, I burst into tears and his little life flashed by me.
I couldn't belive that it had gone so fast... no more cute little Christmas ornaments.. no more cute little science projects.. no more soccer games ... etc...
I had "empty nest" so bad...
so, we bought a couple parrots...
then I decided...
what the heck...
let's have another baby!
I'm enjoying ever single second this time around... and this time I get to stay home and raise myself.
Enjoy it while it lasts, GF.
In my experience, the joy grew as my son did. Just wait. You'll see. :)
Oh how I want to be a fly on the wall at Soccer Girl's wedding...
Ah, me too friend.
Lovely conversation... lovely times.
All,
Here is the thing... What really upset me about that little exchange (which only took about 20 seconds) was the immediacy of it. When she said "I have to grow up, now." I thought I was going to have a stroke.
Awww, she'll always be your baby GF. You and Mrs. GF are doing everything well, I'm sure SG will make you proud for many years to come.
Yes, it would be so nice if they stayed small and adorable forever. But just think of the beauty she's going to offer the world as a woman.
Here's a poem I wrote about my toenail-painted granddaughter when she was a month old. (Her mother has been painting her toenails since she then!)
It's called:
Mommy Daddy Love
Little treasure toes.
You spend your days dreaming of painting toenails.
I’m sure of it.
(At least your daddy is.)
Daddy says he found you in a treasure box.
He calls you his “precious.”
(Fortunately, he doesn’t use the smeagol voice when he does it.
But he does ask if you’ve seen the movie.)
Mommy says she knows of no thing more beautiful.
(Plus, she’s the one who painted your toes.)
She wants you to remain small forever and ever…
So she can hold you and kiss your face and you’ll be happy.
When you hear daddy’s voice,
You turn your head to find him.
When he’s at work, mommy puts the phone to your ear.
Daddy says he loves you. And he does.
You will always be surrounded by love.
But no love will ever match the love you have today
From mommy and daddy.
I can relate to this one on the one hand... my son is almost 15, 6 ft tall and making (healthy) plans for the future, like going off to college, etc.
I'm partly very sad and miss my little boy.
Partly, I'm so freaking proud of the young man he is becoming -- I'm speechless.
I enjoy all of his ages -- oh, except 13...which REALLY sucked.
Now she's going to rebel and grow even faster. I did the same thing.
I know. Don't get me started -- PG is 7 going on 30!
Every stage can be as, if not more so, precious as the stage before it. My 25 & 21 y.o. son and daughter amuse and delight me daily. They can also frustrate the bejeesus out of me. But hey, that's all part of the "play." :-)
I feel very, very sorry for Olivia's future boyfriends. They are going to have quite the gauntlet to go through with you, aren't they?
Yup.
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