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November 18, 2013 - Jennifer Brookens
Over the weekend, my daughter had her 10th birthday: double digits.
Now I find myself thinking and saying the same things that adults always said to me as a kid: "Wow, it just seems like the other day that you were a little baby/were just learning to walk/were walking down the sidewalk for your first day of school." Those things were always annoying to me, since that was ancient history to me; it might as well have been back in the dinosauer era! But now I'm in that whirlwind. It doesn't seem that long ago that I was pushing her around in the stroller. Or watching her get onto that bus for the first time, and feeling like my heart was tied to the bumper when it pulled away. But yet I just went through that again with her brother this year, and I held it together... until I got back in the house.
Now she has a social life of her own: choirs, Girl Scouts, plays, art classes, and she seems to have a circle of friends at each one. She seems to be invited to someone's house or doing some event every weekend. For the time being, she still thinks I'm "cool," and isn't ashamed to be seen with me. But I hear the whispers in the back of the minivan with her girlfriends and giggles and that "Nothing," I get when I ask what's going on... I know that "Nothing" really means, "Nothing we're going to share with you."
So for now I just hope I've laid the right foundation that even though she's entering the realms of "Girl World," (to borrow a term from the book "Queen Bees and Wannabes,") she will still feel she can turn to me if things get too rocky. Even on her moody or drama queen days, she is my light: bright, kind and beautiful.
Here's to the first decade of parenthood... Happy Birthday, sweetheart! I love you!
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