Wednesday, March 24, 2004 in I Forgot To Pick A Category

The beginning of the end

I already mentioned this, how Emma had not nursed for at least 3 or 4 night, but last night, she did aks. I asked her back if she wanted juice or me. She wanted juice, and she also wanted to have a sleep-over in the girl’s room.

So she did.

The baby is not a baby, she’s a little girl. She slept most of the night without me, without nursing, without a diaper, without a nap that day. She reads books, uses the computer, tells jokes, and barely notices when I leave her here with her siblings.

I’m not sure how I feel about that.

Four or five years ago, I had the vague sense that something was off, something was missing from our lives, and then we had Emma. And now the baby is gone, and a small child is there instead. Funny how that happens, how they grow up.

The baby we didn’t expect, the little girl we didn’t expect and all the other things that have happened to turn our world upside down and a hundred and eighty degrees from where we began.

An online friend mentioned to me that we live our lives in chapters. It seems my baby chapter is finally done. Too bad I can’t skip ahead to see what happens next.

Comments

  1. That actually made me *ache*. Why do they grow up so fast? I can barely get a hug out of Hayley these days before she’s pushing me away and saying “down” and she’s only 18 months. Sigh.