Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

This is it...

Today's the day that my baby girl turns 11 years old. She is becoming a beautiful young woman and I could not be more proud of her. But I have more than just pride, I'm feeling...well its difficult to convey into words.

I am so thankful that God listen when I was two months pregnant and slipped and fell as I was leaving my house. Ever since then I have been praying every day for the health and well being of my child. I want so much to give her all the things I never or hardly had, to protect her from all things that will hurt her and for her to be happy. But I know that I need to let go. It was hard letting go at Disneyland. Steve and I wanted to go ride the Pirates of the Caribbean. Elena doesn't like that ride because of the dips it has. She wanted to ride on the Canoes but Steve and I both have bad knees and it would hurt very much to sit in a canoe. So with the promise from Elena to keep riding the canoes until she sees us when she gets off the canoes, and the urging of Steve for me to give Elena some independence and let her go, we let her ride the canoes while we went on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride. It was the hardest thing I have had to do but I don't regret it. I know it has to be done, and as a parent, I don't think your ever really ready to let them go. You will always be there for them, to help them, and give advice when needed. That is what being a parent is all about.

I love her so much! I just hope I don't go bawling too much at her graduation from middle school. I'm such a mom!!! :)

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Its just another year...

I was up at 6am this morning. Sitting on the couch with the news on the TV as background noise, I can see my daughter still sleeping in bed. I think back to the day we brought her home and how scared I was that she would fall out of her car seat. I remember the day when she first said Mommy and her first day of kindergarten.

I remember each and every day for the past 10, almost 11 years that have past. There were some not so good days, like the days she was sick, and the day she had to have her tonsils taken out and feeling helpless when I couldn't help her feel better. But most of my memories are of good days, like when she held my face in her hands and told me that she would always be Mommy's little girl, no matter how old she gets. I remember when she told me how much fun she had and how she loved our first vacation to Walt Disney World. I remember how she would take care of me when I was sick, making me soup to eat for lunch and covering me with a blanket while I lay on the couch.

Two weeks ago, as my daughter and I did the March of Dimes Walk for Babies, we walked among the USC campus. We had a very adult talk about her going to college. It was a good talk. She asked questions and I answered them to the best of my ability. But this talk made me realize, my time with her is short. I have 7 years left before she leaves for college and I thought, that is a really short time. The past 10 years seems to be 10 minutes!!! I just hope that the next several years last longer than 10 minutes.