Rocking my beautiful daughter to sleep, I realize this precious time is running its course. She recently turned 6 years old and quite simply, will not fit in my arms much longer. I have been blessed with 3 wonderful children ages currently; 20, 13 and 6. I will not have anymore babies as my daughter completed my little family, but in that simple fact, it brings sadness. After Rihanna, never will I rock a baby of my own to sleep. Never will I hold my child in my lap when they skin their little knee or get their little heart broken because a peer will not pick them first . Never will I experience through my child, the excitement of going to school the next day (as we all know after a year or two, it is not fun anymore) or the fit that they throw when the weekend is over and they have to return to school. One day she will not be as excited as she is now when I come to pick her up from being babysat. (She will not even need to be babysat.) My last child is getting older and more independent. Sadly tonight I remember as I am rocking her and looking into her eyes as I rub her little cheek and she is nodding off, that I am usually wanting/needing her to go to sleep so I can have some time to myself to finish all my chores, etc Tonight is different. I remember that this moment will not last. I know I will look back on these moments and only dream for them to be real but they will be long past and just memories.
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 05:20:24 +0000
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