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As most of you know, yesterday was my oldest daughters birthday. What a day. It was a fun day for her and I am glad. She got many email birthday wishes and cards (thanks everyone!) so that made for a fun day. She also opened some presents and got some more birthday cards in the mail. She got 18 Pina Colada Jelly Belly (jelly beans) since she loves that flavor. We also got her a small carton of Ben & Jerry's ice cream. She asked for that a long time ago since she has never had it before. Two friends stopped by and gave her gifts of sweet treats. She appreciated that. We gave her our "big gift" that evening. She was thrilled with everything and everyone that helped make her 18th birthday so special.
While she was celebrating I was walking down memory lane. I was remembering what was happening 18 years ago on that date. I was remembering seeing her for the very first time. I remember the first several years of her life wondering what she was going to be like. What will she look like and what will she sound like? What kind of woman will she be? Slowly, I have gotten to see glimpses of the woman she will be and the woman she is becoming. It has been an amazing transformation. I know that there are parents all over the world and children growing up all over the world. This happens all the time, right? Nothing special, nothing different, except to me. This is MY little girl. MY little baby, turned girl, turned young woman.
Part of the words to the birthday card we gave her for her birthday is below. My eyes began to water the 3 times that I read it so I knew I had to get it for her. It summed up my feelings about this day and the last 18 years. I am sure it is accurate for all mothers regarding their daughters.
You've grown into a very special woman and my love and pride in you have grown, too.
But there is a secret place within me where you will always be my little girl and on days like this, my heart visits that place... and remembers.
At this time I feel that my baby bird is dangling on the edge of the nest. She is about to take flight. While I am truly proud of her I wonder if we are ever ready for that next step, the next leap I should say.
To all the mothers that have grown children that finally flew from the nest. How do we do it? Do we just pretend they are all grown up even though in our hearts they are always our babies?
Since this post has turned into something pretty sappy already I have to post some of the words to a favorite song of my daughter's. I will use it to end this post.
As most of you know, yesterday was my oldest daughters birthday. What a day. It was a fun day for her and I am glad. She got many email birthday wishes and cards (thanks everyone!) so that made for a fun day. She also opened some presents and got some more birthday cards in the mail. She got 18 Pina Colada Jelly Belly (jelly beans) since she loves that flavor. We also got her a small carton of Ben & Jerry's ice cream. She asked for that a long time ago since she has never had it before. Two friends stopped by and gave her gifts of sweet treats. She appreciated that. We gave her our "big gift" that evening. She was thrilled with everything and everyone that helped make her 18th birthday so special.
While she was celebrating I was walking down memory lane. I was remembering what was happening 18 years ago on that date. I was remembering seeing her for the very first time. I remember the first several years of her life wondering what she was going to be like. What will she look like and what will she sound like? What kind of woman will she be? Slowly, I have gotten to see glimpses of the woman she will be and the woman she is becoming. It has been an amazing transformation. I know that there are parents all over the world and children growing up all over the world. This happens all the time, right? Nothing special, nothing different, except to me. This is MY little girl. MY little baby, turned girl, turned young woman.
Part of the words to the birthday card we gave her for her birthday is below. My eyes began to water the 3 times that I read it so I knew I had to get it for her. It summed up my feelings about this day and the last 18 years. I am sure it is accurate for all mothers regarding their daughters.
You've grown into a very special woman and my love and pride in you have grown, too.
But there is a secret place within me where you will always be my little girl and on days like this, my heart visits that place... and remembers.
At this time I feel that my baby bird is dangling on the edge of the nest. She is about to take flight. While I am truly proud of her I wonder if we are ever ready for that next step, the next leap I should say.
To all the mothers that have grown children that finally flew from the nest. How do we do it? Do we just pretend they are all grown up even though in our hearts they are always our babies?
Since this post has turned into something pretty sappy already I have to post some of the words to a favorite song of my daughter's. I will use it to end this post.
Moms, get your tissues ready.
To my daughter, Happy 18th Birthday honey! We ARE proud of you. ~Mommy
Your baby blues
So full of wonder
Your Curly Que's
Your contagious smile
And as I watch
You start to grow up
All I can do is hold you tight
To my daughter, Happy 18th Birthday honey! We ARE proud of you. ~Mommy
Your baby blues
So full of wonder
Your Curly Que's
Your contagious smile
And as I watch
You start to grow up
All I can do is hold you tight
Story books
Are full of fairy-tales
Of kings and queens
And the bluest skies
My heart is torn just in knowing
You'll someday see
The truth for lies
Clouds will rage in
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms
Castles they might crumble
Dreams may not come true
Cause you are never all alone
Cause I will always
Always love you
To hear & see this song go to Cultured Mom or click here.
1 comment:
Hi Kim,
I don't have any answers to your questions but I sure do understand!
But isn't it wonderful to see the fruit of your labor after all these years? Catrina is a lovely girl from everything I know and have seen, you've done a great job as her Mom!
~Karen
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