I looked up at the photograph of my daughter hanging on the wall and realised that she is no longer my baby. She is growing up. She is no longer a little girl - she is now - just a girl! And a girl that likes to catch the attention of the boys in the playground! She is now eight, and fast approaching nine. My little baby is now nearer to the age where she won't want to go on holiday with me, then she is the age where I rocked her to sleep cradled in my arms.
God, I love that girl and, boy do I wish I had a time machine!
Yes, blink and the time is gone.
ReplyDeleteEven though you'd love to relive those days when you cuddled and rocked your girl to sleep, be thankful that she is growing in mind and body, just as she should. And your boy is the same. My two boys are almost 30 and almost 40....but you know what? I still give then hugs and cuddles. But forget about the rocking them to sleep.....
ReplyDeleteHey, when are you off on your holiday? Say hello to Woolacombe Sands for me.... I really miss North Devon!
ReplyDeleteI am on holiday from Wednesday - go to Woolacombe a week today.
ReplyDeleteAs I am working next week though the kids are going to my mums next week (as am I).
I can so relate...my youngest is 9..my oldest starts high school on Monday! How did that happen...
ReplyDeleteHang on to her for as long as you can. She'll soon be out clubbing till 4am and having lifts off reckless male drivers. I speak with experience!!!
ReplyDeletePS. Enjoy the holiday!
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