Chitlin' moves closer to starting kindergarten each day and I move closer to total insanity.
Where has the time gone?
I've watched it happen to other people's children before: they are small and then before you know it they are tall! I think I truly thought I could plead to God enough to make her stop growing so fast. I knew it happened to other people's children - but mine?! Certainly not!
Although our days have been blessedly long, the years have been short.
I now face utter devastation and pride combined as my baby is undeniably a little girl. She has been utter perfection lately to the point that I can truly take in each moment to it's fullest capacity of love and joy. I was never prepared for her to be such a profoundly wise and understanding companion to me!
We have a new cuddling conversation where she reassures me that: "No matter what, I will always be your baby, Mommy." Although she is so kind to boost my low self-esteem about this area - I cannot help but know that I will miss being her "cuddlous Mommy Mommy" and that at some point she will no longer need her "blankelet."
And to top it all off, she is now my little rescue ranger hero!
This week, I suffered a bit of a medical emergency and Chitlin' got on the phone, called her Poppa (my father-in-law) and held me as we waited for him to arrive.
She stroked my head. She repeated over and over again to me: "Oh my mommy mommy, it's going to be OK."
I have never been in better or more capable hands.
