I love that Olaya is walking.
I hate that Olaya is walking.
I love that Olaya is growing.
I hate that Olaya is growing.
This motherhood thing has my emotions all over the place.
Every new thing she masters makes my heart swell with joy.
Every new things she masters makes my heart tingle with sadness.
I want it to happen. I want her to learn and grow. I want to marvel at her mouthful of teeth, her love of music, her walking/running ability, her singing voice......but couldn't it all just happen a little slower. She seems to be growing at mach speed and I can't keep up.
Why does it feel like she is leaving me behind?
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