To celebrate, I have posted my entire blog, roughly 500 posts for my audience to reread and enjoy. It's amazing how far Lily and I have come together. I feel as if in some way we have grown up together.
This weekend I took some time to read and write in her baby book. In doing this, I realized that this blog is a family journal of sorts. It's fun to read the funny and weird details of my life that I have forgotten and buried away in my memory. I even find myself embarrassed by my naivete and the sheer nakedness of some of my post.
Mostly I find myself "missing" those moments in time that I can never have back... That is how I know that, at 27, that I too am getting old. I look back at my newborn Lily and wish I could smell her breath and feel her head on my shoulder again. I wish I could see her inchworm crawl again and see her stumble through her first steps again. I wish I could hear the way she talked at 18 months and again at two. I wish I could just bottle her up at all her ages and have them all back, if only for a day.
And a year from now, I'll look back and wish my Lily at age 4 back.
There is so much beauty in the growth of our children, beauty that is often a reflection of our own growth.
posted by Jenny at 6:00 PM |
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