ο»ΏLet them be little

I’ve been watching my tiny human a lot lately, and watching how scarily fast she is becoming less of a tiny human and more a little girl. I spent so much time when she was a baby, wishing she would reach her next milestone, wondering when it would be. When she was a baby, I wondered when she would hold her head up without me supporting it, when she would eat her first solids, when she would sit up for the first time unaided (13th of June 2012!). When she got sturdier, I couldn’t wait for her to crawl, to take her first steps. When she had mastered all of that, I couldn’t wait until she could talk.

She is now almost 5. FIVE! I realised recently, that I had “wished” most of her baby and toddlerhood away, waiting for the next milestone, hoping she would reach it quicker than the norm, instead of cherishing every single moment of it. We all do this. We all cannot wait for them to get bigger. But we need to slow down, and let them be little.

Children these days grow up so scarily fast. They have mobile phones, are on Facebook, are posting pictures on Instagram and have thousands of followers! I can now have proper conversations with the tiny one. She teaches me things every single day that I thought I already knew. No two days are the same, and the adventure becomes more incredible the older she gets. Now however, I have noticed, I am wishing for her to slow down. To stay as this beautiful, tiny, perfect little human being for as long as possible. I don’t want her to have to grow up and have to deal with ‘real’ life. I want her to stay as pure and innocent as she is today.

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I wonder sometimes when it flipped, from wishing her onto every next milestone, to wishing she would slow down. She is my only. She is my beautiful, tiny human. Before I know it, she will own a smartphone, and iPad, be a teenager. She is going to be getting dressed up to go to her first disco, then nightclub, then no doubt travelling, then possibly college/marriage/kids (in no particular order). She will someday move out and start her own adult life. (I should say maybe here, I had to move back in at 30….). These days I know will come so very fast, and will I will have to deal with them all, like a grown up πŸ™‚

I have now embraced how perfect she is, at this very moment in time. How her little brain is a sponge and wants to absorb every detail in her day. I have stopped wishing her little life away, hoping she reaches the next milestone quicker than the norm. Before my very eyes, some day, she will be a big grown up human, having to deal with real life, real fears, real tears, real heartache. She will be a grown up for long enough, so for now, I am just letting her be little, and enjoying each and every second!

Huss x

πŸ’– This is my family πŸ’–

So the dreaded conversation already took place in “Big School”. Who’s in your family?. I obviously wasn’t there (as much as I’d love to have been!!) but apparently there was lots of talk about how some children have Mom’s and Dad’s, some have just a Mom, some just a Dad, some have 2 Mom’s and 2 Dad’s etc… (Do not envy the teacher on this lesson at all!) apparently the tiny human sat quietly, not breathing a word. I was surprised, as normally she would pipe up “My Daddy’s in heaven!!” As if it’s some sort of achievement 😏 I’m guessing it’s the new surroundings, the new friends and not knowing the other children as much. I’ve always been very open about where Daddy is and as I result I think it’s helped her process it as she’s gotten older.

Then came the picture. Her first proper “This is my family” picture. 

It’s perfect. It’s so perfect it made me cry. Made my heart do a little flutter. Obviously I’d like it to be different, obviously it’s not exactly how I imagined it would be, but I am totally embracing life with my little family, and I am so proud of my tiny human for embracing it with me πŸ’•