Monday, February 17, 2014
3
My eldest turns 3 this coming Saturday, and while I am planning on spending my week immersed in ballerina decor for her party and baking up a storm, it's a funny sort of time for me.
I suppose everyone feels this around the time of their children's birthdays, but especially their eldest's - it's really quite bittersweet.
It's incredible how the time has passed and the progress she has made and how she is turning into such a lovely little girl. Not a baby any more, but definitely a little girl in all senses of the word. And I'm so excited for what lies ahead.
But at the same time it's also a little bit sad thinking about all the babyhood that has passed and is gone forever. When I first had Lilia and it was such a shock to be a new mom, so many people told me, "Just get to 3, and then you'll see it all gets better." And my honest reaction was "How am I going to make it to 3 'o clock, let alone 3 years old?!"
But we did it. And it did get better. And it gets better every day.
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