Okay, so her last moment that I blogged about wasn't all that cute (pooping in the potty) but it was definitely a good thing. But this moment really is cute.
Before putting Zaylee to bed every night, we sing a song and say a prayer. We have a different song each week. This week we've been singing "I Love to See the Temple." And tonight, out of nowhere, Zaylee started singing along! She was about half a measure behind us the whole time, but she got almost all the words, and it was so adorable!
I love how big she is getting, and how much she is learning. She so often surprises me with how much she knows and can do. Her favorite phrase lately has been "I will do it," a phrase she uses with everything from getting herself dressed to cutting up her own food. She's growing so fast.
This is a bittersweet thing for me. It's great that she's growing and learning - that's what she's supposed to do! But there are moments when I remember what it was like when she was younger, and I realize that she's no longer so dependent on me for everything. I'm going to miss being so much that part in her life.
This afternoon we shared a moment. I had just watched a touching movie, and felt cuddly. So I picked up Zaylee and held her and cuddled her the way I used to when she was littler. She snuggled right up and hugged me close, squeezing my neck affectionately. It was so wonderful. And I held onto that moment for as long as she would let me, because I realized that these moments are going to get fewer and farther between as she grows older. She'll always be my daughter, but she won't always be my baby.
And all I can do is stay near her, and let her grow, and eventually let her go.
4 comments:
So true. It makes me kind of sad that Oren doesn't really fit on my lap, and his rear is so pokey that when he does fit, it hurts. Both my legs, and my mommy self. You know? But we have a little conversation that goes like this...
"Stop growing!"
"I have to, so I can get married in the temple. Then you can be a grandma!" (he's 6)
"But you won't be my baby anymore!"
"Mommy, I will always be your boy. But I will be big, and I will come visit you all the time and give you lots of hugs so you aren't lonely!"
"Promise?"
"YES!"
I'll hold him to that. Both the grandkids, and the lots of visiting and hugs.
The time goes by so fast! When I look back it all seems like it was over in the blink of an eye. It still makes me sad to think about it. My table is almost empty, so is my car, and my house is way too quiet. Enjoy the time while you have it.
I'm realizing the same things with Evie, but I love that you put it so eloquently. Thanks for sharing!
What a sweet moment! Children do grow up so very fast, so it's good you are realizing already to take advantage of those hugs and kisses and tender moments. Because I tell her so much, Emily knows that all my children will always be "my babies."
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