"God decided I needed some more insight on myself so
He decided to send a little mini me to earth, to mirror all my faults
and to help me focus on the little things."
We made our decision about schooling for our daughter.
All in all, I feel that we are doing what we're suppose to do, and for the most part,
I am ok with it.
But I don't know if I am ready for it.
Or this happens?
Or worse, this happens?
I think when your children are young, it's so much easier to play the parent. Times might be tough, but you are the only influence they have in life and you don't have to let them out from under your wing.
I can count on less than two hands how many times my daughter has been out of my sight.
But I have to let her out of the nest.
I have to trust and let her go.
I guess I know it's just the fast track from here and then I'll blink and we'll be planning her high school graduation and sometime later, (like 15 years later,) her, "sigh," wedding....
But the new shiny fairy princess back pack is hanging on her door knob.
The school supplies are checked off and waiting to find their home at the brick building around the corner.
She looks up at me, when asked if she is excited, and she answers yes with a big smile on her face.
"But will you be there with me?"
But I will be back to pick you up after you have fun meeting a lot of friends and listening to your teacher."
And off she runs.
And all I see is this:
Don't blink young moms...