Friday, January 23, 2009

Photostory Friday and growing up

PhotoStory Friday
Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek





My daughter, Emma, turned two in September and through my eyes still seem like a baby. I realise this is more because I really really want her to still be a baby...but alas, she is not. I've ignored all the subtle sign for as long as I could, but lately, it's become impossible.
For instance, she is no longer wearing nappies. Teeny, weeny underpants are now making their appearance all over the washing line.



Also, she now sleeps in a BIG bed - and she loves it...



And finally, today she went to 'school' for the very first time. And she showed me just what a big girl she really is. She walked in on her own two feet and joined in the activities without any help from me. She then turned around, gave me a big smile and told me goodbye. I smiled back, gave her a BIG kiss and walked out the door.



I crossed the road, got into my car and cried.

My baby is growing up.

11 comments:

MamaGeek @ Works For Us said...

Oh my heartstrings! Emma is 32 flavors of beautiful. I love that portrait of her (what an expression) but I also love that bed shot (you the perspective queen nailed that). But the undies? PERFECTION!

If only we could hit the pause button on life!

Terri said...

Oh my. I bet you did cry. Beautiful photos Karin!

Ann said...

Oh Karin..every Mummy knows how you feel...its so strange motherhood is an ever changing role, its bloomin' hard work, and involves tears, laughter and quite a bit of shouting ....lol. I cant remember my life B.C (before children) ....it must have been very boring ;0)

madcobug said...

Those are great shots, especially the first one. You had a right to cry leaving her. Good for her being such a good girl. Helen

Jeanette said...

Love those photos Karin, especially the washing line one.
Hope she enjoys school, I'm sure she will.

Firefly said...

Aaaawwweeeee..... I know how you feel. Megan is four next month and she is still our baby. The young men will have to get past me first one day... *I wonder where I can get a BIG gun*

Marcelle said...

what a beautiful story with lovely photo's - I wanted to cry with you...I remember my children being little like it was yesterday and today they mom's...in the bigger picture of life our children stay with us for such a short period...hang on to the time you have with you...
Thanks for sharing her first day at *school* with us.

BlouKous said...

Ag Karin! Was ek daar sou ek drie bottels wyn saam met jou uitgedrink het vir die pyn. Joune en myne.

Chris said...

It is so hard to see them grow sometimes, and to realize that no matter how hard you try, you'll always feel that you could have done more, could have spent more time, could have worried less about small things. And they just keep growing.

You've got me thinking about my own little Emma.

Your daughter is beautiful.

Ronél Loubser said...

My kinders is van 3mnde oud by die creche en het daar groot geword - lief geraak vir die tannies en juffrouens. Boeta is die jaar Jnr Pre-primêr by die "groot" skool en dit was nogal 'n storie alhoewel hy gewoond is aan bye sê, was dit 'n onbekende omgewing en mooi praat om my te los. Mens wonder altyd is hulle OK, "cope" hulle, dis ons (ouers) wat hulle mis en wonder of dit die regte ding was. Sterkte. Hou aan met die foto's.

Perry said...

Lovely story and one we all feel. (Don't have to be a mommy!) My son turned 4 two weeks ago and, well, I know. My wife threatens to throw him in the freezer to keep him small and I remind her how that will not accomplish the goal she desires. :-)