Our little El is officially 3 years old. When did this happen, when did my little tiny baby grow into a big girl? Don't get me wrong I am not complaining, I love this age I love that I can have conversations with her and I love being able to see the world through her eyes. But sometime I look at her and remember when she was so tiny and I just want to hold onto it forever. Then that thought makes me realize that one day I will miss this age too. And though these thoughts bring tears to my eyes, I am so grateful for them, because they remind me to savor each moment, and to be present. They give me patients when I am frustrated at her for just being a three year old. They remind me how fleeting this life really is and that it is so important to be aware of what really matters. Her laugh, her smile, when she says "mommy, I love you." snuggling together early in the morning. It's the little moments that I am privileged to be a part of. So I am doing my best to savor, to not hold on to tight, to let my little girl grow and discover who she is!
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Sounds to me like you are ready for another one?
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