The day is finally upon us. No more fresh powder baby smell. No more swaddling. No more rocking this baby to sleep. No this girl of mine, my baby, my first born, has grown up in a speedy flash of light that I never expected would be so fast - only cliche. But it is true.
Today I dropped this beautiful, smart, funny, witty, inquisitive, competitive, assertive, confident young girl of mine off to her first day of Kindergarten. And now I wait and count the hours, minutes, seconds of the day for her to come home and tell me everything she experienced.
After she walked away, I couldn't help but wonder and worry - did I tell her everything she needs to know?
I know, I know. I'm not sending her off to college. I'll see her later today. But since birth, time feels like it's been leading up to this moment - this milestone of life.
And within me, some prayers begin to surface. Please keep my child independent - continue her characteristic of confidence in her own interests and kindness of sharing and teaching, therefore making genuine friends along the way. Please let her find new experiences as ways of growing and becoming stronger. Please let her days be filled with that toothless wonder grin of hers. Please let her feel safe and be safe. Please let her learn and understand daily all that she is capable of. Please let her feel how proud we are.
I am one blessed Mommy!
(Ok, gotta go re-do my make-up now :)